Walking Our Easter Garden Series Feast Of The Ascension This week, we pause at the Ascension — that holy moment of looking upward, trusting what we cannot yet see, and waiting for the promised Spirit. Next week, at Pentecost, the…
Walking The Easter Garden The Angella Fountain – Easter Sunday HE IS RISEN…. For two years she stood in the weeds. Delivered and left. Wrapped in a blanket that did not quite cover her. Exposed to wind and rain and…
Walking The Lenten Garden The Garden Gate – Good Friday The gate stands quietly today. It stands between what was And what will be. Not swinging. Not dramatic. Simply present. A threshold. In the first garden, a gate closed. The…
Lenten Garden Walk The Garden Basin – Holy Thursday The basin in the garden is not admired. It does not bloom. It does not climb. It does not scent the air. It rests low to the ground — simple,…
The Reading Tree (Passion Sunday) We dedicated the Reading Tree with joy. There were plans — laughter already imagined beneath its branches, books stacked in anticipation, afternoons mapped out in our minds. It was meant to be the center…
Walking The Lenten Garden The Gardenia – Fifth Sunday In Lent You almost never notice a gardenia with your eyes first. It’s the scent that reaches you. It slips into the room quietly, filling the air before you ever think…
Walking The Lenten Garden The Pine Nettle Mulch – Fourth Sunday Lent This isn’t something most people stop to think about. You walk across it every day — a soft layer underfoot, brown and ordinary, doing its job quietly. In…
Walking the Lenten Garden The Mourning Doves Third Sunday Lent These reflections grow out of simple moments in the garden during the season of Lent. In the quiet rhythms of creation, we are reminded to slow down, to notice what…
Wonderwell is a place to pause over the small mysteries of Scripture — the quiet details that invite curiosity and reflection. Each month we draw from a “well of wonder,” exploring passages that may leave readers asking: Why is this…
A reflection on waiting, Scripture, and the quiet grace of staying. Learning to Listen Anyway………. There are seasons when Scripture comes alive—when verses leap off the page, and our hearts, like the disciples at Emmaus, burn within us. And then…