I am praying for you. I hope this little resource is like the crinkling of a seed packet in your hand today, full of fertile hopes to plant, even if all you can see for miles is empty earth.
Remember, the wastelands were the way to the promise.
As you journey, and as you wander in this season, here is my greatest hope for you: that you would know that you are seen and cared for—you are beautiful and beloved.
I will be praying for you.
Blessings on you today Dear Reader.