by Tiffany Nesbitt | Jun 11, 2015 | Beauty, Celebration, Family, Graduation, Milestones, Motherhood, Streamroots Posts
Keeping Time Two diminutive feet encased in black patent leathers swung in cadence to the music. Back and forth, back and forth, they kept time with the rhythm of carefully struck notes. Sparkling party dress spilling over the edge of the narrow piano bench, the tiny... by Tiffany Nesbitt | Jun 4, 2015 | Beauty, Streamroots Posts, Surrender, Worship
Going Deeper Come on, my soul. Reading St. Augustine’s Confessions can be a bit daunting. It can also be a bit revolutionizing. It hasn’t been until the last few years that I’ve developed a taste for the writings of the early church fathers, and even... by Tiffany Nesbitt | May 28, 2015 | Joy, Ministry, Missions, Redemption, Salvation, Streamroots Posts
Around the Bend The rented van bumped along the rural thoroughfare, twisting sharply to avoid potholes and oversized rocks blocking the path. Our journey led down one of Costa Rica’s improved dirt roads, packed tight with a layer of gravel that would gradually erode... by Tiffany Nesbitt | May 20, 2015 | Compassion, Faith, Healing, Love, Ministry, Missions, Servanthood, Streamroots Posts
The Homecoming His name was Jose. We had been trekking through the border town of Paso Canoas, a bustling hive of activity straddling the border of Costa Rica and Panama. Merchants avidly hawked their wares as travelers plunked down colones for electronics, dry goods,... by Tiffany Nesbitt | May 13, 2015 | Celebration, Community, Freedom, Identity, Revival, Streamroots Posts
For the Sake of the World Nothing is more compelling than sharing the breathing space of seven hundred world changers. We had arrived just in time for the ceremony, my husband and I, eagerly traveling six hundred miles in ten hours to join the commencement. Our second... by Tiffany Nesbitt | May 7, 2015 | Death, Faith, Family, Inheritance, Legacy, Streamroots Posts
Mighty in the Land Legacy is never crafted by happenstance. The morning of my maternal grandmother’s funeral, my niece embraced me tight, sharing the news. In the stillness of the night hours, my paternal grandfather had also passed into glory. I had just ascended the...