These past few months, I’ve had lots of questions about where I am and what I’m doing these days. That’s a great question—one that I love answering! Your concerned, quizzical looks are valid. I’m not exactly doing “life” or “job” or “young-adult-living-situation” in a conventional way, but I’m exactly where I need to be, and I couldn’t be more grateful.Read More
Living a life of hope & wholeness and sometimes writing about it.
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I could hide nothing. I was exposed, clutching my shame, my wounds, and my unforgivableness. I told her everything. Our conversation, the shame that it uncovered, and the guilt that I feel obligated to carry around.
She saw my issue: unbelief. She saw that I struggled to forgive myself and believe that Christ has made me His own. I struggled to believe that He’s forgiven me and that I am forgivable.
So she asked me a simple question:
“What does the Lord want to say to you in the morning?”Read More
How is it that forming good habits is mentally exhausting, while bad habits form while we're not even trying? I hate to admit it, but I've become a pathetic creature of degenerate habits lately.Read More
One day, brilliant words will be falling out of your head, and then the next day you're shaking your fist at a blank canvas. Where did the inspiration go? Why are words suddenly hard?
It's tempting to think that on the blank canvas days, we just have nothing--that the well of our brain is dry. But I think another alternative reason for blank canvas days are because the well of our brains are overloaded.Read More