Eyes Upon Jesus
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This past week has left me weary with sorrow. The air is heavy with hate, violence, and loss that I don’t even have the energy to think of other things to write about. I want to go home. “Who may enter Your presence on Your holy hill?” ~Psalm 15:1 Psalm…
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My Savior
I come to You empty handed,For I have nothing I can give.I haven’t been all You commandedAnd yet You say that You forgive. I keep…
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The Samaritan Woman
John 4: 1-30 It was not the sort of thing you’d expect to see at that time. A rabbi unashamedly talking to a Samaritan woman…alone.…
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Come As You Are: He Loves You
It had been a long, hot journey. He rested at the well and watched her as she trudged her way toward Him carrying two water…
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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