Thought Tapestries

But now I Hear the Call

The sun rose slow over the Chebar canal that morning, turning the reeds gold and the…
Protect the Message

On a crisp morning, two friends set out along the Dog Mountain Trail in the Columbia…
Wheels of the Bus

The chartered bus rumbled along the coastal highway, tires humming against wet asphalt as the Pacific…
Not Barriers, But Foundations

In the cozy corner of a neighborhood coffee shop, a small group of friends gathered around…
The Divine Speaks Through the Wordless Wonders of Existence

In the cozy confines of the community library’s back room, the book club gathered around a…
The River Flowing from the Temple

The church hall buzzed with the warm clatter of plates and laughter after the morning service.…
Be Holy, Because I am Holy

In the dimly lit lecture hall of the theology department, the professor paced before a projected…
God’s Ways Are Not Static

In a quiet university seminar room overlooking a rain-slicked campus quad, a small circle of scholars…
Grace Makes Room

In the dim glow of flickering LED lanterns strung along the cracked walls of an abandoned…
God’s Holiness and Our Response

In the cozy lounge of the Bible college, nestled between towering bookshelves filled with commentaries and…