heal the wound… but leave the scar
“I wonder if she’ll notice…” There’s a long scar straight down the back of my head, reaching up from the base of my neck. Last week I sat in a black swivel chair, my face reflecting back to me in the mirror as a kind and friendly stranger...
look for the light
It isn’t even slightly unusual for me to receive several “stop what you’re doing right now and go look at the moon!!!” texts in one night. My people know me well. They’ve traveled enough roads with me to understand the joy their text will...
so yeah, maybe your story isn’t actually over
Two weeks ago I was asked to teach bible study for some of my favorite women in the world. And we should just get one thing straight right away: I used to hate speaking {with every ounce of my being} but now I kinda love it. Basically I’m a complete mess with it...
Practicing Happiness in the Midst of Grief
I like to fix stuff. And by that I mean that I like to solve problems and make things happen and accomplish all the things and throw away to-do lists because everything has been checked off. And in the middle of all this fixing, Jesus is teaching me to slow down. Over...
When God Showed up at Church
i. I don’t like to be late. I can’t promise to arrive early, but the Type-A side of me and the piece that still wants to please people is highly uncomfortable with being late. ii. Two Sundays ago, I ran around the apartment, threw my shoes on, and...
A book for the broken hopefuls… Even If Not: Living, Loving, and Learning in the in Between
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