by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Apr 23, 2024 | (in)courage, Brave, Broken and Raw, Devotional, Easter, Faith, Grief
If you prefer audio, this article is also available as a podcast episode. The hunter-green box sat tucked among books in the antique store, a mystery hiding in plain sight. One word on the spine caught my eye: puzzle. As an author and a voracious reader, I’m naturally...
by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Mar 24, 2024 | Devotional, Easter, Faith
It’s labeled as “triumphant” but it began in tears. We’re quick to skip past the weeping to the waving of palm branches, but there’s a church in the shape of a teardrop built on the western slope of the Mount of Olives, like a hand reaching out inviting you to stop,...
by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Feb 14, 2024 | Beauty, Broken and Raw, Devotional, Easter, Faith, Faithful, Grief
I don’t know what today held for you, but I imagine it was a mix of things. I mean… Valentine’s Day + Ash Wednesday A both/and if there ever was one. Tonight the ashes of last year’s Palm Sunday palm fronds were smudged onto my forehead, the mark of the cross, a...
by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Apr 28, 2023 | Devotional, Easter, Even If Not, Faith, Grief, Story
If you prefer audio, this article is also available as a podcast episode. Easter has passed and I’m still waiting for resurrection. Hoping for, begging for, watching for signs of life. Straining my eyes for beauty in the ashes, listening intently for a whisper in the...
by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Mar 13, 2023 | Broken and Raw, Devotional, Easter, Faith, Grief, Story
A couple walks arm in arm, runners sprint past, and grown men whiz by on bikes. A little boy cries crocodile tears as he tries to maneuver the trike with training wheels. The trail is full today, but so are the ditches on either side. A week of gray skies and pounding...
by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Sep 16, 2021 | Books, Devotional, Easter, Faith
While waiting in line at the coffee shop on the other side of town, a familiar voice called my name. Before I turned around, I knew the face that would greet me. We weren’t meeting there to catch up. In fact, I had no idea my friend arrived moments after I walked...