My Savior

I come to You empty handed,
For I have nothing I can give.
I haven’t been all You commanded
And yet You say that You forgive.

I keep walking towards shadows
To the darkness of my shame
But through the dark, Your light shows
And I hear You call my name.

You have seen my every failure.
You have seen my every fall.
Through every trial
All my setbacks
And every tear
You break down each and every wall
And remind me You’re my Savior.

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About Me

My name is Nikki. I’m a suburban transplant who now lives a quiet life where morning light spills over pastures and the scent of cow manure fills the air. Between taking care of the home, tending to animals, and nurturing my garden, I’m learning over and over again to lift my eyes up and let God’s grace take over.

Here, I write about the beauty and ache of the everyday moments and ordinary days, about faith that takes root, and about a Savior who meets us in both the noise and the stillness. My prayers is that each story or reflection will point to Jesus so that you, dear reader, will find Him in the middle of your own everyday and ordinary moments.

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