Everyday holiness.

It is not radical. It is not extraordinary. It is not fancy.

When it’s lived it’s everydays’ morning alarm, diapers, useless anxiety, prayer in between dishes and laundry, fixing hair, Bible app, worries, days without end and short nights with peace, dreaming of peaceful walks.

We crave authenticity. Where the holy sharpens the sight. When the holy becomes everyday. Where the glory stays around the table with cake and tea.