I learn the practice of dwelling each day this year. My one word, chosen because it is the resounding song God sings when I am still enough to listen. I learn it when I read the message about the ticket and the space made for me at IF Gathering in Austin. I learn it when I imagine gathering with so many women I love and respect. I learn it when I remember that I have air miles and a voucher and it would cost me next to nothing. I learn it when God reminds me that everything costs a bit. Each …
a student of grace, seeking wonder, becoming fluent in the language of hope
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