Are they well? Are they happy? No, do they have true joy?Are they hurting anyone?Is it really any of my business?Do I even have the extra bandwidth to make it my business?And if I do, can I seek the answers
The moment we say they all or we all, we’ve abandoned curiosity and with it, connection. When we flatten people into categories, we leave no room for their full, holy stories
Some people live only from their own narrow and limited lens—with no curiosity, no compassion, just a persistent need to be right and to disagree. First: These are not my people.Second: I choose to meet them with what they often refuse
The day after the Super Bowl—the day your feed is flooded with hot takes, analysis, blame, and passionate disagreements. May your thumbs remember to take scrolling breaks.May a deep breath turn reactions into thoughtful responses.May curiosity and grace soften your defenses,
No one likes being reduced to a monolith—defined by just one aspect of who they are, what they believe, or how they feel. Yet, it happens all the time. Assumptions creep in, often unspoken yet still very loud (and sometimes
Advent asks us to wait, which feels very opposite of how the holiday season feels. Waiting doesn’t mean staying still, though. What if this season, you chose curiosity instead of control? Curiosity opens us to possibility, to wonder, to seeing things differently, especially
I'm exhausted, and it's hard to get the overthinking and overwhelm to stop. My heart hurts, and my understanding muscle is waning and worn out. Fatigue has a way of making convictions sharper and shrinking our worlds. It can also
Whether your tears come from joy, gratitude, and praise or heartbreak, fear, and disappointment… everything you’re feeling is valid. And however you’re praying, or whoever you’re praying to, may we choose grace, curiosity, and love as we turn toward one
