The Holy shows up in the small things … it’s the details.

I think about Holy Week through what the women saw, breathed, and experienced. I think about how they worshipped Christ during Holy Week and beyond, and what it means for us.

This season is inviting me to reset. To slow down, let go, and make room for what is ready to grow.

“The eclipse is a quiet sermon from creation: shadow may come, but the light always returns.”

Lesson from my foggy morning drive. You don’t rush. You pay attention. And by all means, keep going.