I realized in middle school that I really loved giving speeches. So imagine how tickled I was when I found out my freshman year, I was required to take a speech class. Don’t get me wrong–part of me actually hated having to get in front of my peers and talk about things I only sort of cared about. The pre-speech jitters were unavoidable. But I … Continue reading In the Flames
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 to cling to. It is fed by the pictures my friends … Continue reading Running Races You Weren’t Meant to Run
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-accessory kind of yuck. But also the ugly that an come … Continue reading What It Isn’t
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 fire for Jesus”. The more life hits you in the face, … Continue reading Changing Tides
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 and turned at the sound of His voice, it now only … Continue reading Above the Grave
“Oh Lord Jesus.” I rubbed my forehead as the words came out. How many times have I raised my voice today? How often do I have to correct them before they finally get it? Sometimes the best I can do is saying those three words. Sometimes prayer doesn’t come naturally, and all I really want is to feel less alone. So I say His name, … Continue reading The Welcome Spaces of My Life
I can almost hear the collective sigh of “We made it out alive” as we all finally shut the door to 2017. Maybe it was a great year, maybe it sucked. From here, I’m glad I came out in one piece. My word for 2017 was “satisfied”. I wanted to live content with what I was given instead of wishing for something else. I cannot … Continue reading From Here
