Psalm 119:133 “Direct my steps by Your word, and let no iniquity have dominion over me.” Reflection When I first felt the stirring to write my devotional, Crushed but Fragrant, I did not fully understand the weight of those words. I thought perhaps it was simply a title, something meaningful, yet distant. But now… I see it differently. Now I understand that each day carries its own testing. From the moment I open my eyes, life begins to press in demands, decisions, weariness, and the quiet battles no one else sees. And in those moments, I realise just how much I need the Lord to guide my every step. So today, I choose not to walk alone. I take His Word as my lamp and my direction. I hold onto Psalm 119:133, asking Him to order my steps, to keep me steady, and to guard my heart from anything that seeks to take hold where it does not belong. I find myself longing for wisdom real wisdom, the kind that steadies the soul. And He reminds me in Psalm 19:7 that His Word is perfect, resto...
There is a holy rhythm to the close of day; one I have come to cherish like a well-worn prayer. The moment I cross the threshold of home, my feet carry me to the kitchen without thought, without deliberation. It is instinct. It is love made visible. I lose myself in the quiet ceremony of preparing the evening meal. The soft rhythm of chopping, the warmth rising from the stove, the setting of the table like an altar prepared with intention. I wash the dishes I have dirtied, restoring order, completing the circle. Only then do I permit myself to rest. I settle into the living room, the couch receiving me like an old friend. I reach for the remote and search for something with edges; murder, intrigue, the shadowed world of spies. I am drawn to suspense the way a moth is drawn to candlelight. And as I wait for the sound of my husband's key in the door, somewhere between one heartbeat and the next, my eyes grow heavy... and I drift. A stolen nap. A small mercy. His arrival stirs me ...