Author: Timia

Standing on the edge of a field of flowers, their was a young girl who stood holding in each hand a glass cage that was filled to the brim with colorful butterflies. They are heavy, yet her grip remains tight for she is overwhelmed with excitement and love for them. Yet eventually she grows weary,… Continue reading Letting Go

In the vast blue sea, there was a small sailboat, nestled inside of a plastic cup. It had just enough water to keep it afloat, and it was light enough to flow with the currents. It was happy, despite seeing everything through a lens and not having copious amounts of space to move to and… Continue reading Embracing uncertainty

God’s grace finds us in the moments when we least expect it. The moments when we find ourselves fragile and broken and the ones where we feel on top of the world. It finds us in the dark nights and through every sunrise. Today I’m grateful for that grace, and the protection of God’s love… Continue reading Grace Abounds

I’m learning that It is okay to waver, to stand on the shore of uncertainty and doubt. To let the water wash up over and over again, the rythym of have echoing the beat of your heart. It is okay to feel the weight of the moment, the fear of letting go of what is… Continue reading Here’s to 25

Last week was rough. I had been feeling more sick than usual and pretty discouraged with not having answers. I was trying some dietary changes that initially seemed they would help narrow down the answers, or at least leave me feeling better. Yet I felt worse. I spent a few nights allowing it to get… Continue reading And Still We Hope

I got flipped off the other day. Which I am sure is something that does not sounds terribly monumental, but it isn’t something that happens to me often. And believe it or not, I have never flipped anybody off. It was 1:30 in the morning and my dad and I had just sprinted across the… Continue reading Choosing kindness

Praise often times precedes the miracle. I remember repeating these words to myself a few weeks ago when I was sitting at a point of desperation and frustration. I wanted to believe that God would provide money for my colonoscopy- but to be honest I wasn’t sure. It was over 2,000 dollars and a part… Continue reading Praise often precedes the miracle

I remember you. Curly hair, sun-kissed skin that emphasized your freckles. A smile that still managed to convey a small piece of hope. Your eyes reflected the hurt and abuse that had stolen your innocence. You spent your life tiptoeing around the glass shards buried in the sand, a constant reflection and reminder that safety… Continue reading An Echo of Love

Growth. The process of letting love grow roots as we learn who we are and what we are capable of. Brokenness. The pieces of your past life that try to define your future purpose and to hinder your growth. Redemption. The love that chooses to believe in us and to help us in our brokenness… Continue reading Turn Towards the Light

There is an oppression that comes from our silence. Our voices are meant to be raised, to be a beacon of light and love. Yet so often we are the ones who turn our heads the other way, choosing to abandon the hurting hearts around us. Choosing to lock people in their prison cells, their… Continue reading Refusing to be Silent