We’re All Just Walking Each Other Home
It was late afternoon on a Sunday afternoon when I made the mistake of looking up. The coffee shop was silent, all eyes were on me, and I’m pretty sure you could have heard a pin drop if one actually did, you know, drop. I held a crisp, white and silver book in my...
A Note to the Church: Let’s Be For, Not Against
This is written in light of the horrific shooting in Orlando, but is for every day of the year. Dear Church, Let’s be known by what we’re for, not what we’re against. And then let’s be for love, for grace, for the hard work of hard...
Paying Attention
I am watching. I listen and I learn. I give and grow and watch you do the same. I am not yet a mother, but I am paying attention. She rises early for just a few moments of silence. The powdered remains of Cheerios have created a thin film over the breakfast table. My...
loneliness & community
I’m back from Haiti! It was wonderful and breathtaking and let me tell you, God is up to so much. I can’t wait to share more, but in mean time I’m beginning to post pictures to Instagram. I did post something the day after we returned, if you’d...
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...
MY BOOK // Even If Not: Living, Loving, and Learning in the in Between
MY FAVORITE WRITING COMMUNITY
