Before I knew my place in this world, I felt like I didn’t fit. When I was in elementary and middle school, I was teased by boys because of the gap in my front two teeth. I often loathed the way I looked and couldn’t wait for braces to be mine. Soon enough they were,Continue reading “Eyes for a King”
Category Archives: Faith
Runner’s High
When I was in 8th grade, I ran cross country in the fall to “stay in shape” for the soccer season in the spring. I mostly hated it, but that’s not really the point. I remember during one race, I was pacing slightly ahead of one of my teammates. Another girl from another school andContinue reading “Runner’s High”
Pep Talk: Excuses
Since becoming a blogger a few years ago, I have had quite a few people say, “You should really see if you can make money doing this!” It’s a flattering thought, but one that I have almost always shot down. My first thought was to always say that “the minute I’m writing for money isContinue reading “Pep Talk: Excuses”
Yelling with the Windows Open
I feel spiritually off, in a funk, and out of sorts. The past few days have been gloriously beautiful with warm weather abundant and lots of time in the sun running and laughing and enjoying life. It hit me as I was yelling (nearly at the top of my lungs) at my four-year-old with the windowsContinue reading “Yelling with the Windows Open”
Polished Silver
I had this moment the other night that took its time gripping me. It wrung me out with a truth that sent me to my knees. I say it often, and I think it daily: Jesus is the prize. If he isn’t the prize, then I have missed the mark. It doesn’t matter what itContinue reading “Polished Silver”
When God Says Yes
Over the weekend, Evan and I got to celebrate our five year anniversary. It turned out to be a pretty magical weekend of solitude, just us, taking a trip and spending time together without our boys. The last time I was away from all three of my kids was when I had my gallbladder removedContinue reading “When God Says Yes”
Because of You
I’ve been praying, trying to find where God wants me to go. In what I write. In what I give away to glorify Him. He’s whispering a prompting of, “Go there. The place that is hard for you. The place that you are raw.” I remember a night when I was 17, a night IContinue reading “Because of You”
JANELLE DELAGRANGE 