As a year draws to a close, nostalgia has a way of arriving quietly…the ordinary moments that mattered: conversations that shaped us, books and images that lingered, questions of faith and beauty, the steady work of making and reflecting.

We often carried both grief and joy before God. Some days were heavy, others quietly radiant, and all of them were held in His presence. We trust that nothing was wasted…every sorrow and every grace held with open hands.

We can be thankful for friendships where God met us with shared laughter, rich conversations, a community enfolding the grief and joy. We can be thankful for family…to be surrounded by the ones we love.

Nostalgia is time that doesn’t disappear; it gathers. The year becomes part of you—woven into your seeing, your believing, your creating…all for the glory of God.

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