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”
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Two Statements for 2018
Friends, I am really excited for this year. You are too? Yeah? No? I’m excited for reasons you might not expect. Last year, I tried serious goal setting for the first time. I was ready to make things happen in my life that I had pushed to the wayside for too long. And I totally.Continue reading “Two Statements for 2018”
The Welcome Spaces of My Life
“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 wantContinue reading “The Welcome Spaces of My Life”
The Great Faith
In the summer of 2014, my husband came home from his 9-5 job for the last time. The first month afterward, we were in a frenzy, and I remember living in a lot of fear. How could I not? Our main and only source of income had disappeared. A month later, in the first fewContinue reading “The Great Faith”
Fighting for Eternity
I used to be a really good liar. Well, maybe not a “talented” liar, but I was a habitual one. I would lie about being sick, so I didn’t have to go to school. I lied on AOL Instant Messenger about my age. Eventually, a lie would come out of my mouth, and the tasteContinue reading “Fighting for Eternity”
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”
Resurrection Monday
When I was a little girl, my parents would leave a trail of jelly beans from my bedroom door to the Easter basket on the fire place. It was magical to me; the idea of surprises after a night of sleep, wonderful goodies to bring me joy. Although the jelly bean trails ended after aContinue reading “Resurrection Monday”
