After weeks of gray skies and steady rain, the sun finally showed up this week.

Dave and I walk just about everywhere—it's our primary mode of transportation. We walk in the cold, the rain, and the cloudy, windy days, so these last few days of sunshine have been a real treat. 😊

At one point on a recent walk, I stopped mid-stride, closed my eyes, and turned my face fully into the warmth. Just stood there. Soaking it in. Letting it replenish what the long, gray stretch had quietly drained.

That moment was a gift.

Then Sunday happened. 😅

What’s Been On My Heart

I wore a brand-new pair of shoes to church. About three blocks from home, the thin socks I'd worn to protect my feet slid down into the shoes. Annoyed, I yanked them off, stuffed them in my purse, and kept walking—barefoot inside the shoes—all the way to church.

When we arrived, I ducked into the bathroom, put the socks back on without even checking my feet, and headed to our seats, wincing at the discomfort.

By the time we headed home, I had large blisters on both feet. When one burst, I couldn't tolerate the shoe any longer. So I walked the rest of the way in my stocking feet—on a public sidewalk.

But here's what stayed with me: before we left, Dave had gently suggested I bring a backup pair of shoes, just in case. I didn't listen. I was in a hurry and impatient, believing I had it all handled.

Impatience has a cost.

And I wonder, dear one—how many of us are walking around with blisters we didn't have to have because waiting feels like too much, even though someone offers wisdom and we're moving too fast to hear it?

"Be still in the presence of the Lord, and wait patiently for him to act. Don't worry about evil people who prosper or fret about their wicked schemes. Stop being angry! Turn from your rage! Do not lose your temper—it only leads to harm."

— Psalm 37:7–8 (NLT)

Impatience only leads to harm.

But God's invitation, always, is to be still. To wait. To turn your face toward the Son the way I turned my face toward the sun this week—and let him replenish what the gray days took.

You are not falling behind. You are being held.

Something for You

I recently read an article that made me smile—a simple, beautiful idea about how connection can happen when we slow down and make room for it.

👉 Tables Where All Are Welcome​

Have you ever found an effortless, unexpected way to connect with a neighbor or someone in your community? Hit reply and tell me. I read every one.

🙏🏻 A Prayer for You

Dear God, you are faithful. Always. Forever. You understand that Reader sometimes gets impatient—with others, with circumstances, with the pace of her own healing. When that happens, remind Reader to breathe, to slow down, and to listen. Maybe even to stop, close her eyes, and let the sun wash over her body, mind, and soul—to feel the breeze and breathe you in. You invite Reader into peacefulness by depending on you each day. Lift Reader's spirit today in an unexpected way. Amen.