Darkness Doesn’t Get the Final Say
Nine years ago, at the age of seventeen, I had brain surgery to remove a tumor the size of a golf ball. For months, sickness snuck up on me in the early morning hours and hung on until night fell and sleep took over. No matter who we spoke with or what we tried, there...
Don’t Underestimate the Power of an Invitation
There aren’t too many people I can happily talk with during a long, steep hike out of a wadi in Israel — but Katie Reid is one of those people. We survived the hike, gasped for breath at the end, took a picture in an attempt to mark the moment and show the...
eight twenty eight (free printable)
With tears in my eyes, I started this post back in July of 2016. I haven’t opened it since. But it’s time. I know it’s time. And so with a deep breath, today I find myself re-reading drafted words strung into sentences that have somehow stood the...
When “Abundantly More” Looks like Crying in a Bookstore
“When is the last time you cried in a bookstore?” If you had asked me that question two months ago, I would have looked at you blankly, racked my brain, and then hesitantly replied “Umm, I’m not sure I’ve ever done that.” I’m the girl who read straight through dinner,...
For the One in the Messy Middle
Two years ago, my family spent week after week sitting in waiting rooms and hoping for answers. Two years ago, just a few hours before the light of Easter morning began to stretch across the sky, my phone lit up with one of the worst text messages of my life. Exactly...
A book for the broken hopefuls… Even If Not: Living, Loving, and Learning in the in Between
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