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When You’re On The Stage

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Feb 12, 2015 | Brave, Broken and Raw, Faith, Fear, Joy

There’s this thing that takes Samford by storm every year. Talk begins late fall and by Christmas break anticipation starts to rise. Fast forward just a bit to February and all anyone can talk about is Step Sing. “How are you?” “Step...

Share {Five Minute Friday}

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Jan 22, 2015 | Broken and Raw, Five Minute Friday, Joy

I’ve never been good at math. And I don’t mean “Oh, I’m decent but it’s not my thing. I’ll make good grades and hey, I loved algebra, but I’d rather do A, B, or C.” No. I’m just really straight up terrible at math....

Welcome {Five Minute Friday}

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Jan 8, 2015 | Broken and Raw, Community, Five Minute Friday

So there are these ones beyond the screen, behind the screen, and they’re hurting. Faces are pulled into smiles and they know how to tough it out. Tears slip silently down but you won’t know it because keys are tapping and posts are posting and hearts are...

one hundred and thirteen

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Jan 6, 2015 | Books, Broken and Raw, Faith, Love, Story

I counted it out tonight. Suddenly I needed to know more than I needed to not know. One by one all the way up to one hundred and thirteen. Writing it all scrunched up like 113 makes it feel even shorter. I’ve got one hundred and thirteen days left in Birmingham...

Love Is Coming For You

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Dec 23, 2014 | Broken and Raw, Faith, Faithful, Love

It’s always been this way. A word shows up everywhere in my life for weeks on end, for what appears to be no reason at all. Podcasts, sermons at church, Pinterest, my Facebook newsfeed and Twitter stream. Recently, He’s gone so far as to make sure the word...

Tables in the Wilderness

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Dec 19, 2014 | Books, Broken and Raw, Community, Faith, Story

There’s something about a table because there’s something about people gathering ’round for a common purpose. Food. Discussion. Play. I’ve had these words swirling around my head all week. At some point, writing them well seemed too looming and...