It reminded me that doubt doesn’t cancel out faith; it gives it room to grow. Faith isn’t loud or fancy—it’s scribbled in the margins…

I’ve stopped trying to erase my memories; now, I water them with gratitude. Because every heartbreak, every misstep, every wilted season tau

These wild plants, resilient and unrefined, remind me that God’s design is rarely about perfection — it’s about persistence. They don’t question the wind or fight the frost. They trust the rhythm of the Creator’s hand.