He was here. The Spirit that hovered, the Son who died, the
Father who raised. He was here, and I find the marks of His presence
everywhere. And that is the point—to find the marks, to see the gifts, to count
the blessings and know Him by His work and words. This blog is a place to share
where He has been found in hopes that for you, friend, He will be found, too.
I want to draw our attention to the dusty corners of our
lives where we might not see or expect Grace. This is as much an endeavor for
myself as it is for you. There will be art and photography and poetry and prose
all to help us see more. These are my stones by the river, altars left in
remembrance so that I cannot forget.
So thank you, ever thank you, for walking beside me for a
while, holding fast to the One who holds us.
With Joy,
Karly Alexandra, the Scribbler
Karly is a Christ follower who adores writing, reading, poetry, drawing, the quiet beauty of nature, teaching English(hopefully soon!), local honey, kayaking, music, chocolate, Jarlsburg cheese, and art.
