Katrina Cheshire

“The hands of the King are the hands of a healer, and so should the rightful king be known….” I am so bone-weary of suffering. I see it everywhere I turn. We think, somehow, that we ought to be immune from the diagnosis, the fractured relationships, the depression, the heartache, the soul-wrecking pain. It can’t…

The month of peaches and the slow descent of summer. A month of following ‘the Lord of the ancient tale,’ who walks beside us every hour of every day. Be my strength, my song in the night. Of blazing desert sunsets and flying straight into the slowly stirring sunrise. (What joy God must find in…

The month of the golden moon. A month of spontaneous road trips, of celebration and contemplation and prayer. Of windy walks and silently scorching days, of baby deer hiding in the shade. A month of longing for wisdom. I will cling to the Lover of my soul. Of scampering squirrels and patches of weeds starred…

How easily we forget the goodness of our God. This verse has been on my heart for the past month: “Oh, satisfy us early with Your mercy, That we may rejoice and be glad all our days!” – Psalm 90:14 The psalmist (who happens to be Moses) seems to boldly be declaring that if we…

A month that did not go as planned. I trust the One who holds my heart in His hands. Of the moon hanging bright in the morning sky, of blazing hot days and cool evenings and unexpected rain showers. Of quick chats with friends, of glad, glad joy for them and profoundly deep encouragement. He…

A month of lingering light in the western sky, spanned with stars. Of currents of joy, flowing swift and deep. It is for freedom He has made us free. A month of sounding the depths of the gospel of grace. He has done what no one else could do, and so we do not have…

A month of blue seas and golden sand, of white birds on the wing. Of seeing Jesus on every page of the Bible. Closer, Lord, to You. Of green mountains sloping into the sea, of bright sunshine and wind-blown rain. I lack nothing at all. A month of writing paper after academic paper and loving it but…

“And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands for us; yes, establish the work of our hands.” – Psalm 90:17

A month of daffodils and delight, the first brave breath of spring. Let us not lift our souls to another. A month of green, glad growing things, of sunshine and rain and tangible hope on the breeze. He is enough for me. Of a deep-down knowing that our Lord is an ever present help in…