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When You’re On The Stage

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Feb 12, 2015 | Brave, Broken and Raw, Faith, Fear, Joy

There’s this thing that takes Samford by storm every year. Talk begins late fall and by Christmas break anticipation starts to rise. Fast forward just a bit to February and all anyone can talk about is Step Sing. “How are you?” “Step...

If God Is Real We Can’t Stop On 6

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Feb 10, 2015 | Brave, Faith, Fear, Generation Y

If God is real, then what? The question was posed last year as IF:Gathering began. Tens of thousands of women around the world gathered once again to learn, to listen, and to lean in together this weekend. If God is real… The speakers shared truth. The worship...

Make It Happen

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Jan 29, 2015 | Books, Brave, Fear, Story

I’m a professional when it comes to taking on more than I should. Need someone to teach you how to add way too much to your plate? Let me show you my ways. Last year I was on too many committees, involved in lots of organizations and societies, editor of this...

8 Things To Remember During Finals Week

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Dec 8, 2014 | Fear, Freebies, Generation Y, Printables

So when you’re facing down a tough week, what truths do you have to hold onto no matter what? I’m preaching to myself tonight – finals week is upon us and we’re burrowed in libraries and study rooms, coffee running through our veins. Yeah,...

The Story Dare {31 Days :: Day 24}

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Oct 24, 2014 | every story matters, Fear, Five Minute Friday, Story

Every Friday the prompt goes up and #fmfparty slows down. We breathe out our hearts, sharing the hurts and the joys and splitting hearts and words wide open. Come join us? During the month of October, I’ll be doing my darn best to fit the FMF prompt (today’s is...

Our Walls Keep Us In {31 Days :: Day 15}

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Oct 15, 2014 | Community, every story matters, Fear, Haiti, Story

There’s a teal blue Mead journal with pages of thoughts, prayers, and verses from my time in Haiti. It stays tucked away in the bottom drawer of my desk. There are days I’d rather not remember it all. There are days I’d prefer to just forget....