In a world that seeks to understand love through the lens of human relationships, it is easy to forget that love itself is greater than what we experience in our fleeting, imperfect connections. Love, which is God Himself, is not…
After listening to a sermon anchored in Ecclesiastes 12, the message stayed with me long after it ended, connecting with other thoughts I had been carrying. The Spirit kept speaking, drawing lines between Scripture and teaching, until the meaning became…
In March 2024, I was asked to share a message with my fellowship for our Women’s Day gathering. Coincidentally, during that same season I had been studying what it truly means to be a daughter. So I focused on what…
This poem was originally written as part of a school project. What began as an assignment quickly became something more. It captured the walls I had built around myself and the quiet ache behind them. Years later, while revisiting old…
Looking back, one of the most unexpectedly formative seasons of my life was my Grade 11 English class. It was designed to push us beyond simply reading books and answering questions. We were required to make textual connections: text to…
The realization of you is brand new every morning.In awe of your love, my heart can’t contain it.Bursting with emotions I can’t quite name.My eyes react, my mouth numb.A sound pours forth.The meaning only you and I know. Less said,…
In the tradition of First Fruits, this poem marks the beginning of AWG—an offering of what is first, entrusted to God. This First Fruit I Bring I wondered and pondered what to open withI sifted through every theme revealed,…