Keep Looking
peering into black abyss, I see,
though thickly veiled by the weight of my grief,
subtle specks of brilliance—
Creator-Spirit’s scattered cinders of
ancient beginnings not forgotten.
peering into black abyss, I see,
though thickly veiled by the weight of my grief,
subtle specks of brilliance—
Creator-Spirit’s scattered cinders of
ancient beginnings not forgotten.
I’m honored you’re here and hopeful you’ll find something that encourages you!

There are seasons in the life of faith that feel unfamiliar—where what once felt steady begins to shift. The Critical Journey offers language for these moments, helping you recognize that you are not alone and that your story is still being gently formed.
