conversations

Hello Lord. It's me your child. I have a few things on my mind. Right now I'm faced with big decisions, and I'm wondering if you have a minute. Right now I don't hear so well and I was wondering if you could speak up. I know that you tore the veil so I could sit with you in person and hear what you're saying, but right now, I just can't hear you. I don't doubt your sovereignty, I doubt my own ability to hear what you're saying and to do the right thing, and I desperately want to do the right thing. Somewhere in the back of my mind I think you are telling me to wait, and though patience has never been mine, Lord I will wait to hear from you. ~Sara Groves

Taylor Family

Elis, Tracy, Isaac, and Aiden...what a treat it was to endure the rain and capture the joy this family brings into the world! We had a great time on our"adventure" through downtown Tacoma, as Isaac's curiosity pointed out the simple things around us that offer mystery and excitement. Thanks to the Taylor family for letting me have a peek into the patience you have for life and your beautiful children.

The Warrior Song of King Gezar

Our earth is wounded. Her oceans and lakes are sick; her rivers are like running sores; The air filled with subtle poisons. And the oily smoke of countless hellish fires
blackens the sun. Men and women, scattered from homeland, family, friends, wander desolate and uncertain, scorched by a toxic sun...
In this desert of frightened, blind uncertainty, some take refuge in the pursuit of power. Some become manipulators of illusion and deceit. If wisdom and harmony still dwell in this world, as other than a dream lost in an unopened book, they are hidden in our heartbeat. And it is from our hearts cry that we cry out. We cry out and our voices are the single voice of this wounded earth.
Our cries are a great wind across the earth.
~ From The Warrior Song of King Gezar