The Unmaking
i. This is where the walls gave way This is demolition day All the debris, and all this dust What is left of what once was Sorting through what goes and what should stay ii. This is the hard work of breaking and also of braking. This is the hard work of sifting and...
be gentle with yourself.
The mason jar sits on my shelf, slowly filling with scraps of paper. The yellow and white mug sits on my desk, slowly being emptied of those same scraps. Every Monday I reach into the cup and pull out one folded scrap and I can already feel the smile spreading as my...
Permission to Grieve
Jesus never appeared to be in a hurry. Not as He traveled or spoke or celebrated, and not when He wept, either. He paused and took time to feel His feelings. He chose to live in the moment, to be fully present right where He was, although as the God of the universe,...
It Is Well
There’s an old hymn that tells a story, all wrapped up in three little words. I’ve sung lines and hummed the tune more times than I could even tell, but the beauty in it all is that this song, these words, carry meaning through the long, tearful nights and...
MY BOOK // Even If Not: Living, Loving, and Learning in the in Between
MY FAVORITE WRITING COMMUNITY
