Small Is a Present, Not a Punishment

Small Is a Present, Not a Punishment

I struggle with the idea of being small. Without realizing it, somewhere along the way being small began to mean being invisible, unseen, and unknown. As someone who longs to be fully known and yet still fully loved, smallness seemed like a punishment and something to...
Just Show Up

Just Show Up

Sometimes a knock at the door is the best sound in the entire world. Other days it’s a text message alert at just the right time. And always, hands down, finding a letter in your mailbox is one of life’s simplest, most joyful gifts. A few years ago I saw...
Set the Table

Set the Table

There’s something special about tables. Before you decide I’ve gone completely crazy, hear me out. You could argue that they’re commonplace, something most people sit down at without thinking twice about. And I couldn’t even disagree because your words would be true....
Searching for Sunday

Searching for Sunday

Two days ago I sat in a black swivel chair and tried not to move my head as the scissors snipped close by. Not even five minutes into the appointment, our conversation turned to trusting God for the future. She wrapped my wet hair in a towel and as I sat down, the...