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All the Wonders

A Season of Blooms

In this season of blooms,

The hard work

Of birthing, growing, transformation,

Forgotten in the moment of metamorphosis.

God's miracle of creation

Illustrated in color,

In delicate arrangement

Of petal, pistil, stamen,

Proclaiming life.


One who created me,

Who shaped me before I was born,

Be in my heart, my mind,

Be in my voice, my hands,

As I step into this new job.

I am yours.


This week I began a new position at The Upper Room: Director of Prayer and Upper Room Worship Life. I continue to mourn the loss of Weavings and Alive Now, but I remain grateful for the ways these publications shaped me and live on in the person I have become.

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