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  • A Life Reoriented through Faith

    This season in my life has taught me that walking in my faith was never meant to be a journey inward, but a surrender outward. Learning to walk in faith has reoriented my heart toward obedience, peace, and trust in… Continue reading

    A Life Reoriented through Faith
  • The Door Complaining Opens

    I didn’t realize how easily complaining, arguing, and frustration were draining my peace and inviting in things God never intended for me. This is the story of what happens when we let negativity take root and the truth that brings… Continue reading

    The Door Complaining Opens
  • Flipping Heart-Shaped Tables

    Flipping Heart-Shaped Tables is a reflection on James 4:1–3 and the quiet battles within us that shape our reactions, relationships, and peace. This piece explores comparison, inner conflict, and the heart-work God does when we let Him turn over the… Continue reading

    Flipping Heart-Shaped Tables
  • In the Hush

    A flickering flame and a cup of cinnamon coffee☕ the world slows, and peace settles in. In the quiet surrender of the season🍂, I am at peace, still in HIM… In the Hush. ✝️ Continue reading

    In the Hush
  • A Conversation That Breathed Life

    Some conversations are a gift straight from Heaven. I had one that breathed life back into my heart. We laughed, cried, confessed, and released what needed to go. God moves through friendship, faith, and freedom when we let Him. 🌿 Continue reading

    A Conversation That Breathed Life
  • The Light of Grace

    She walked through fire and came out shining—graceful, strong, and full of light. This poem, The Light of Grace, is a love letter to the resilience we sometimes only find when tested. 📱 Instagram: @skfabric_303 🌐 Blog: fabricthatmademe.com 💛”Her laughter,… Continue reading

    The Light of Grace
  • Where Home Used to Be

    A poem about the kind of home that holds your soul, comforts your bones, and stays in your memory long after the door has closed. When you leave a space like that, it doesn’t just echo—it aches. 🏠💗 #PoemAboutHome #WhereHomeUsedToBe… Continue reading

    Where Home Used to Be