poetry

I wrote this poem while reflecting on how often I rush my own becoming. Nature has a way of reminding us that growth can’t be forced. This piece is an invitation to breathe, slow down, and bloom in the light of the One who made us. Every flower blooms in its season, In its own manner, To its own size, Though planted together, At the same time.   If the flower doesn't bloom, At the time we expect, Does that mean it has failed? Or, that we are trying to control a natural phenom

A quiet reflection on longing, contentment, and what we reach for when we forget what we already have. Written by Nicole Garner

We read the story and think we know better. But maybe we’re not so different from Adam and Eve. Maybe we’re still reaching for something we already had. A quiet reflection on surrender, self-reliance, and coming home. Written by Nicole Garner