Life Journey – I and Thou Reflections

Digging Deeper with Tulips

A Series from the Psalms

I welcome the light of the morning,
which gives me the strength to rise and answer God’s call.

Tulips respond to light.
Even after they are cut, they continue to stretch, reach, and open.
There is something sacred going on.
A kind of persistence. Do you think?

Psalm 30:5 reminds us that “weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”

Morning is not just a time of day.
It is a time when we wake.
We listen.
We hear our heartbeat.
And we turn toward hope. A hope that God is going to do something incredible. Even if we can’t see it yet.

Like a tulip waiting for the right moment to burst through the ground, we wait for God’s hand to guide us through the seasons of life.

Like tulips, we move through seasons of darkness and cold. We have nights that feel long and moments that lack clarity. But God is always working behind the scenes, like in the ground where tulips prepare to bloom.

God is shaping us. Polishing us. Preparing us.

There’s no pressure.
No expectation.
Just an invitation.

The tulip teaches us that beauty is not rushed. Growth is not hurried. And joy—true joy—arrives in its own time, carried by the faithfulness of God. A God that loves us with an everlasting love.

May you feel the warmth of God’s light.
May you grow in the ways you need to grow.
May joy rise in you like morning light and
be full of promise and hope.

*Image Credit: “Assisted Growth” by FeatheredTar*
*is licensed under CC BY 2.0.*

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Sacred Blooms: Tulips

A Series from the Psalms

I welcome new beginnings. I welcome the unfolding within me as I watch tulips wake from their cold winter’s nap.

Fun Fact: Tulips close at night and reopen in the morning, responding to light. They are also one of the few flowers that continue to grow even after their stems are cut.

Tulips.
Soft pastels.
Bold ones, too.
Push through cold ground,
Lifting toward the light
As if to smile and welcome love.

Tulips are the early risers of spring. They grow with confidence and like the cool air that still lingers all around. Their colors vary from soft to bold. So elegant they are.

Tulips have a mind of their own. Some unfold slowly, others open up quickly. They reveal their beauty one petal at a time.

Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

— Psalm 30:5

The tulip mirrors our souls. As we rise each morning, we are like tulips. Long, slender, and rising up to the light. We long for that steady stream of light to pull us through the day. God’s steadfast hand guides us all the way.

May your heart open gently to the new things
God is growing in you.
May joy meet you in the morning.
May you bloom on your schedule and not someone else’s.

*Image Credit & Source: “TULIPS!” by The Glass Beehive* is licensed under CC BY 2.0.*

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Sacred Blooms: Introduction

A Series from the Psalms

I welcome new beginnings.
I welcome the unfolding within me as I watch flowers wake and gently bloom from their cold winter’s nap.

Flowers are tender, poetic, and intimate.
They bring a sense of beauty that seeps quietly into the sacred space within each of us. And as winter fades, blooms begin to unfold, right before our very eyes. A gentle reminder to us that new life is always on its way.

The Psalms are one of the poetry books of the bible. It is found in the Wisdom writings as the 19th book in the Old Testament.
Some say they are poems.
Others say they are songs. But they are far more than that.
They are a language that speaks to the soul–raw, honest, and being human before God.

In this series, we will look at how flowers differ from one another.
Some are small.
Some are bold.
Some open slowly.
Some open all at once.
Some bloom for a day.
Some bloom for a season.
Each one reveals something about how we grow, how we hope, and how we respond to God and to one another.

Posts will begin with an affirmation and a fun fact about a flower, followed by a Psalm, a short reflection, and a blessing. Together, these will form a beautiful bouquet — simple, tender, and rooted in God’s love for us.

And so, we begin —
a month of blooms.
A month of unfolding.
A month of letting the Psalms guide us gently into spring

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*CC BY-SA 2.0.*

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What Resilience Has Taught Me (Part 2)

The Many Faces of Resilience

Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be
mature and complete, not lacking anything. –James 1:4

Most people go through hard seasons. But some folks get more than their share. The death of a child. A high-conflict divorce. Estrangement. Loss that doesn’t just sting—it reshapes everything.

I remember watching a documentary years ago about centenarians—

people who live to be 100 or more.

One thing they had in common?

How they handled loss. Some saw it as devastation. Some couldn’t seem to overcome it. Yet, the centenarians saw loss as a stepping stone. A place to pause, reflect, and then move forward with deeper wisdom.

*Image Source: Publicdomainpictures.net*

So, what do I think grit looks like?

G – Groundedness R – Resilience I – Instinct T – Tenacity

Resilience is part of grit. And grit is made up of all kinds of things:

Against all Odds
Communication
Courage
Creativity
Faith
Growth mindset
Hope
Listening
Motivation
Passion
Positivity
Perseverance
Practical Application
Purposeful Actions
Stick-to-it-ness

Faith and hope are not just add-ons. They’re the fuel. They remind us that we’re not alone in the struggle and that even in the darkest seasons, light is still possible.

Resilience doesn’t mean we never fall.
It means we rise—sometimes slowly,
sometimes shakily.
But always with the possibility of grace.

What about you? What has resilience taught you?

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What Resilience Has Taught Me (Part 1)

The Many Faces of Resilience

Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. —Romans 5:3 4

Resilience is another word for grit. You know—that special sauce that keeps you going when life throws more lemons than you know what to do with. Some days, you want to drown in them. Other days, you just sit in the sour.

My friend Nadia knows all about grit. Life knocked her down more times than I can count. At one point, her only option was a shelter—until some generous friends took her in.

She patched together four part-time jobs just to keep her finances afloat. And then, something remarkable happened. A family friend—connected to the spouse she separated from—heard she was struggling. She felt God nudging her to help. So she wrote Nadia a check each month, in the exact amount of the gap between her income and expenses. That’s how Nadia made it through. An angel, truly.

Even then, she kept bouncing back. Like Bozo the clown from Romper Room—remember that? You’d knock it down, and it popped right back up. That was Nadia.

Resilience isn’t just about bouncing back.
It’s about how we carry what tried to break us—
and what we choose to build from it.

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Resilience as the Language of Love

The Many Faces of Resilience

Even to your old age and gray hairs, I am he, I am he who will sustain you. – Isaiah 46:4

Some forms of resilience are quiet. Steady. Deeply relational. They don’t show up in headlines or big moments—but in the daily choices to love, protect, and prepare.

My friend Dakota has an adult son on the autism spectrum. His son is non-verbal, yet their connection is something special. They’ve built a language of gestures, glances, and shared rhythms that only they understand.

Dakota has worked from home since his son’s birth. That flexibility has allowed him to be present in ways that matter. Not only to his son, but his daughter as well–through caregiving, companionship, and consistency.

Image Source & Credit: Creative Commons Public Domain
“Autism” by hepingting is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0.

His bond with his son is beautiful. But Dakota carries a weight. One that many caregivers know too well. He won’t live forever. And the question of who will care for his son in the years to come is never far from his mind.

This kind of resilience isn’t just about enduring the present. It’s about planning for a future you may never see. It’s about loving someone so deeply that you spend years building a safety net for them. Even though they may never fully understand. But will absolutely need.

Resilience is love that prepares.
It’s the quiet courage of a father who speaks
a language only his son knows.
And who’s already writing the next chapter for him,
one act of care at a time.

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A Life of Devotion: Resilience Over Time

The Many Faces of Resilience

Let us not grow weary in doing good,
for at the proper time we will reap a harvest. –Galatians 6:9

Some resilience isn’t built in a moment. It’s built over decades of care, adaptation, and love.

Denita always wanted children. Her first husband didn’t. That difference eventually led to divorce. Later, she remarried and had a daughter with Down syndrome. From the beginning, Denita poured herself into therapies, support systems, and advocacy. Day after day. Year after year.

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Her daughter now thrives in a group home. She’s independent in her own way, and Denita is proud. Recently, Denita’s husband passed away. Another chapter of loss. Another shift in the rhythm of her life.

She’s grieving, yes. But also continuing. Her life has been one long act of love—and now, of renewal.

Resilience is devotion.
It’s the grace to keep loving, even as life changes shape.

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The Anchor: Holding the Pieces Together

The Many Faces of Resilience

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. –Psalm 46:1

When the center of a family is lost, someone often steps in to hold the pieces together. Sometimes, that someone never expected to be the anchor. But they become it anyway.

Maria’s story is one of these.

She’s a nurse. Her husband worked in healthcare, too. They raised three children together. Then, cancer came—and took him. Her kids were just stepping into adulthood.

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Her only son married, and not long after, he passed away from cancer, too. Her oldest daughter had two young children when she was diagnosed with a different kind of cancer. She passed away as well, leaving behind two little ones under the age of eight.

Could Maria have dropped out of life? Absolutely. No one would’ve blamed her. But she didn’t.

She became the steady presence. The anchor. The one who showed up for her daughter’s children, her son-in-law, and the rest of her grieving family.

She didn’t ask for all the roles life handed her. But she embraced them with the fierceness of a mother lion. Her strength became shelter—for everyone else.

Resilience is sometimes quiet.
It looks like caregiving, consistency, and love that steadies others. It’s the presence that says,
“I’ve got you.”
Even when no one says it back.

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Resilience in the Long Battle

The Many Faces of Resilience

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things,
endures all things. –1 Corinthians 13:7

Some battles stretch across years. And some love does, too.

What does a family do when a child is suffering and no one can quite figure out why?

Patrice and her husband spent over a decade trying answer that question. Their eldest daughter, Angela, struggled with an eating disorder that didn’t follow a straight path. They traveled across the country, seeking help, juggling care for their other children. All the while trying to maintain a regular routine.

*Image Source: https://healthmatch.io/blog/what-is-disordered-eating-signs-symptoms-and-support*

Angela passed away in her late twenties. And after that, nothing felt normal anymore.

This is a story of fierce parental love. Of showing up, even when the outcome is uncertain. Even when the heart breaks.

Resilience is found in the long haul—
in the love that never gives up.

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Layers of Loss: Resilience in the Flood

The Many Faces of Resilience

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and
saves those who are crushed in spirit.—Psalm 34:18

What happens when loss doesn’t come in waves, but in a flood?

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Lolita’s story is one of those. She spent years navigating gender identity questions with her youngest child. Big questions, tender ones, ones that stretched her heart in every direction. During that time, her marriage began to unravel. Eventually, it ended after nearly twenty years.

And then, the unthinkable. Her youngest child slipped into another world with an accidental overdose. Her oldest was still in college, trying to make sense of it all.

There were no easy answers. No quick fixes. Just the slow, painful process of rebuilding. Of choosing life in the midst of heartbreak. Of waking up each day and deciding to keep loving, even when everything hurt.

Resilience is not the absence of pain.
It’s the decision to keep loving through it.

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