by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Aug 28, 2024 | Brave, Broken and Raw, Devotional, Faith, Grief, My Health Story
If you’ve been praying for the same thing for a really long time… Me too. And I think these 4:04am words typed in the notes app are meant for you. For twelve years, l’ve prayed for physical healing.* When the brain tumor was removed, insomnia began. Most...
by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Aug 1, 2024 | (in)courage, Community, Devotional, Faith, friendship
Twelve years ago, I read a blog post titled “Trailblazer”. There aren’t many pieces of writing I can remember in great detail from over a decade ago, but this one struck a chord. Like a small seed planted in the ground and watered over time, its roots have gone out...
by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Jun 10, 2024 | (in)courage, Devotional, Faith, Faithful, Grief
If you prefer audio, this article is also available as a podcast episode. For ten minutes, I stared at my phone screen in awe as friends across the country shared pictures of the northern lights dancing in the sky. I scrolled, captured by the wonder, until an image...
by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | May 7, 2024 | (in)courage, Books, Broken and Raw, Devotional, Faith, Faithful, Family, Grief
I planted my heels firmly into the ground and, with both my hands and my voice shaking, read a prayer to close my grandfather’s funeral service. With the wind blowing and tears falling and God watching, I held the prayer written weeks in advance in my hands, printed...
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,...