Author: Molly Sabourin

Molly Sabourin is a storytelling photographer, and blogger and podcaster for Ancient Faith Ministries. She is also the Director of Creative Development for “Filled With Less,” a ministry that empowers overwhelmed women to live with intention and simplicity, and to create a life that is Christ-centered, peaceful and productive.

A Time to Mourn

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Recently, I overheard an interview discussing the staggering loss of life from this pandemic. Nearly 100,000 deaths in the US alone so far, on top of devastating economic and psychological repercussions. The host and his guest were talking about our disturbing inability to lay politics aside and simply grieve together as a nation, the way we did after 9/11. Their conversation got under my skin. Normally, I try and swat away my…

Mind. Blown.

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  Inside my brain is a six lane highway of racing thoughts, traveling recklessly fast under the influence of stress and anxiety. Countless times, I have, in vain, attempted to dwell in my head and direct the traffic – to get some thoughts to slow down and others to speed up in order to avoid yet another dangerous collision of fears, greed, resentments, biases, and insecurities. I have exhausted myself trying to…

To Shine Again

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  Let’s Remake the World with Words by Gregory Orr Let’s remake the world with words. Not frivolously, nor To hide from what we fear, But with a purpose. Let’s, As Wordsworth said, remove “The dust of custom” so things Shine again, each object arrayed In its robe of original light. And then we’ll see the world As if for the first time, As once we gazed at the beloved Who was…

Enter Ye Into The Quiet

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Yesterday, I was taking a walk and this story (parable? fable?) came to me out of nowhere so I came home and wrote it all down, and it made me feel brave and hopeful. Once upon a time there was a town that had fallen into horrible disrepair. The houses were crumbling from neglect, enormous potholes had rendered the roads nearly undrivable, lewd graffiti covered every square inch of the great town…