The Plowman’s Feast
The quiet, unseen labor of bearing Christ’s presence—like a plowman’s work—teaches us that through broken bread, love is made full and mercy becomes the hands with which we till the…
The Wealth of Empty Hands
The church thrives when spiritual poverty humbles us to receive grace and compels us to open our hands in hospitality, but without these, it stumbles as a house unfit for…
A Misfit Pressed Against The World’s Frame
A Misfit Pressed Against The World’s Frame by Donavon L Riley +++ Though I have lived as a misfit pressed against the world’s frame, I trust that my jagged edges…
Each A Splintered Branch
Each A Splintered Branch by Donavon L Riley Even the fallen find their place; as the broken tree returns to the soil and feeds the earth, so Christ gathers the…
Rough & Holy
You were made to walk free, to shine in His glory, to know life unbridled and untamed. — D. +++ We were shaped to stride through wild hills and heather,…
God Takes The Long View
God Takes The Long View by Donavon L Riley The revival of faith may seem distant for those in quiet, thinning parishes, but God plows where He wills, calling us…
To Unmake The Ruin
To Unmake The Ruin by Donavon L Riley We twist our longing for God into idols, yet Christ enters our wreckage—not to affirm but to redeem—crafting wholeness from our brokenness…
The Moment Is Holy Ground
The Moment Is Holy Ground by Donavon L Riley Behind us lies the cross, not the shame we fear, and before us stretches eternity. Christ calls us to live in…
The Day After Christmas
The Day After Christmas by Donavon L Riley Christmastide is not the end of joy, but its slow unfolding, where the heart, now still, picks up the story of the…
No Other Call Worth Heeding
In this turning, where cold hands thaw and broken bodies rise, There is a fire kindled not by our own striving, But from the heart of Love, who walked among…