Janelle Delagrange

Running Races You Weren’t Meant to Run

There was once a time in my life where I fretted incessantly about being someone I am not. It was yesterday. Truth be told, this time of fretting comes almost everyday until I mute it within my own mind or beat it out of my thoughts with the nuggets of truth I try hard toContinue reading “Running Races You Weren’t Meant to Run”

What It Isn’t

Sometimes I wonder what people would say about us if they lived like a fly on the wall in our house, watching our everyday. I quickly realize I’m better off not knowing. Our home is my safest place, which means, it’s where I can be my ugliest. Sure, the no make-up, hair a mess, wearing-baby-puke-as-an-accessoryContinue reading “What It Isn’t”

Changing Tides

I haven’t known an adult life where Jesus wasn’t everything. Yet truthfully, He hasn’t always been. He’s always been more of an afterthought, with moments of pure devotion mixed in. I have not been the Christian woman I thought I would be, but it gets better. When you’re young, it’s much easier to “be on fireContinue reading “Changing Tides”

Above the Grave

When I walked out of that grave, it was like the world tilted, and I felt my heart beat for the first time. I knew nothing of what would come of me, but I knew Jesus. It didn’t matter if anything else made sense. But time ain’t so sweet. Where my world once tilted andContinue reading “Above the Grave”

And Yet

I am tired. Physically, spiritually, emotionally. Do you ever feel like there is too much to do, and you have no idea where to begin? I feel that. Heavy and annoying on my heart. So many things, ideas, dreams, and goals that I can not seem to accomplish simply because I don’t want to start.Continue reading “And Yet”

Pep Talks: Speak Up or Shut Up

Quiet, girl. No one is waiting to hear from you. I look down to welcome the comfort of stress-related nail biting. You’re right. I should keep quiet. Quiet is good. I am a contemplative person. When the weight of a conversation rests upon a room, I willingly stay quiet so I can process. I don’t likeContinue reading “Pep Talks: Speak Up or Shut Up”

Swaying in the Dark

I realized the other night that it’s been nearly 15 years. I remember the night like it was yesterday. The memory of it is sweet and breathtaking. I thought of it again this evening while I swayed back and forth with my baby girl in my arms. Will a day like that come upon you,Continue reading “Swaying in the Dark”