Athletes compete for a prize.
Runners go for gold.
Beauty defines this trek of faith.
Photography: Renchi Arce / True Gold Medalist
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Athletes compete for a prize.
Runners go for gold.
Beauty defines this trek of faith.
Photography: Renchi Arce / True Gold Medalist
The gift of affection echoes a divine fondness.
We are drawn to allure.
Where do you think all these originate?
Bianca Diwa, fondly with Beignet.
When God's presence inhabits ...
the indweller moves with unrestricted joy.
No wonder ... our bodies experience cartwheels of peace!
Jared / Millennial Shalom
The work of Christ in creation is incredibly wonderful.
Grand in mercy.
New in grace.
Miracle Spotting / Daniel Anthony
No one has immunity from the Fall.
Everyone has an invitation to Redemption.
A single shot is found in Christ's Deliverance.
Photography: Raymond Dan / Macaca Nigra in Sulawesi Island : Canon 1DX Mark 2 & Canon EF 600 mm lens on Gitzo tripod
When restriction is subverted by emancipation ....
heaven kisses earth.
Such staggering grant finds its authorship in Christ alone.
Kaka Constantino / Freedom Scholar
No one escapes orientation.
The substance of what we imbibe flows from some mind.
Unlocking is best cued by the ONE who knows best.
Photography: Benny Dychangco / Year-end at Israel
A pastor recently taught me a dietary lesson.
The true culprit of spiritual atrophy is sweet pie.
The constant nibbling at the world's table slays our appetite for God.
Photography: Renchi Arce / Turon Langka
Once in a while you come across a personal confession that takes you into the depths.
A good friend gave me a book on sexuality that had me worshipping Christ on every single page.
The life of the mind is truly a divine gift.
Rosaria Champagne Butterfield / Author, Professor, Follower of Christ.
We are mere wanderers
until
we find rest in the road less traveled.
Bianca's Sandals / Diwa Dolls
There lies a deep hunt from every human soul.
We crave for that which will truly satiate our toil.
Every whiff of sweet speaks of this trek.
Aim for the stars and that's all you get.
Go for heaven ...
and the stars are thrown in for free.
The benefaction of life to life bequeaths beauty.
Just as we bear Imago Dei.
We reflect regal honor.
Princess Nika + Little Princess Emma
When I look into the heavens ...
I see the eyes of God.
Alas! My eyes were meant for Him!
Photography: Hannah Mattner / Amazon Rainforest PERU
God is holy.
He sets apart.
We are called to enter into His wild.
Wild Photographer: Benny Dychangco
Why do humans crave for play?
Does God play?
Just listen to the playful chime of our hearts.
There is this kind of joy that runs wild.
It does not spring from any human well.
It flows from the river garden of God's delight.
Artisté: Mariles Grosfeld NYC / Pixelation
Faith breeds from royalty
In Christ, we find a most unique endowment.
We become heirs of great wealth.
My good friend Larry had zero-competence in guitar.
A few months back, he watched while I played the acoustic and wished he could do the same.
I sensed his heart.
I gave him my Yamaha and taught him two chords and a strum.
Currently, he leads praise and worship with fluid dexterity towards his Music Maker.
God's revelation of His beauty resides where we are.
When the brush strokes hit the canvas through a willing vessel ...
Worship happens in its pure dimension.
Addie Cukingnan: artiste par excellence
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