Captivated.

We end in awe, resting in what God has done—not what we achieved.

This is presence. We arrive not by effort, but by grace. We are held, stilled, and captivated by God’s nearness. The journey lands in wonder.

Mark 2:12b 

They were all amazed and praised God, exclaiming, “We’ve never seen anything like this before!”

And the crowd

What can one say

When such miracles take place.

Words are suspended

As time meets eternity

Whispers are released about things never seen before—

A man once bound walking free.

How can one not be

Captured by fruit of creative disruption:

Seized in awe.

Gathered by the beauty of Love in flesh.

Held in suspense by the Miracle in their midst.

not noise,

not spectacle,

but wonder.

Simply

Captivated...

In such state, one is drawn to surrender,

Released from the prison of self-fullness,

Filled with that which can only be experienced,

Never named, simply gifted,

Simply captivated.

  • Where have you recently sensed beauty, kindness, or nearness that surprised you?

  • What stirs awe or wonder in you when you become still?

  • What part of your life is inviting you to rest in what has unfolded rather than what you can produce?

  • How does your artistic community help you notice, and surrender to, the ways your heart is being captivated?