The Side-Hustle Story
Elizabeth Moore
To me, I thought growing up and getting a job meant just that—getting a job. One. Singular. But nothing could be further from my current reality, and I’ve grown to love it.
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Living a life of hope & wholeness and sometimes writing about it.
A post-summer ramble
Elizabeth Moore
Summer just kind of happened to me. I doggy-paddled my way through it, and now I’m craving routine and consistency.
Read MoreThis is your life, babe.
Elizabeth Moore
And I’m learning that it’s not about being in or out, healed or broken, ready or not ready. Life doesn't play by these rules. I think God is just saying, “This is your life, babe, and it’s going to be messy."
Read MoreOn Crying
Elizabeth Moore
So I just cried and Taylor was just there and I felt a little less shitty about life.
Read MoreOn drop-kicking my schedule
Elizabeth Moore
I need fun. I need food and flavors and colors. I need oven mitts on my hands at 9:30pm. I need the thrill of putting something in the oven and having no clue what will come out.
Read MoreComing Home, Coming Alive | The Easter Week Series
Elizabeth Moore
This is what life and resurrection and freedom feels like. To be welcomed home, to be celebrated, to be satisfied and still while exploding and reaching for the sky at the same time.
Read MoreSomething Had to Die | The Easter Week Series
Elizabeth Moore
Today, Jesus’ body is dead. Like, all day long. His body feels no pain, no emotions, no sensations. Dead, lifeless, still. I’m not sure what to say except this--something had to die.
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