Grief and Grace: What I'm learning in the Quiet

There is a strange kind of beauty in the in-between-the space where something is forming but not quite ready to be seen. That’s where I’ve been lately. Behind the scenes, I’ve been pouring my heart into a new project—one that’s been quietly shaping me as much as I’ve been shaping it.

It’s easy to think of creativity as an outpouring, but sometimes, it’s more of a wrestling. As I’ve prayed over this next chapter, I’ve found myself sitting with old doubts, deep questions, and pieces of grief I thought I’d already laid to rest. What surprises me most is how often grace is sitting right there with it—not as a fix, but as a faithful companion.

There’s healing in showing up for others, especially when you’re still learning to show up for yourself. Designing, writing, praying—it’s become a kind of soul work. The pages I’m

creating may one day guide others, but right now, they are gently guiding me.

I’m not ready to share the final form yet (soon!), but I felt it was important to share the heart. Because maybe you’ve been navigating that same space—of becoming, of balancing joy with heaviness, of wondering if hope still has something to say. I’m here to say: it does. It always does.

So, for now, just know that something deeply personal and quietly powerful is on the way. Not because it’s perfect, but because it was born in prayer and patched together with grace.

And if you’re sitting in the ache of becoming too—you’re not alone.

More soon,

Kristen