I've been thinking about you guys all day long. I long for Thursday nights when I get to snuggle into my favorite chair with my laptop and pour out my heart to you, my friends. I was halfway through a love note about insecurity when for whatever...
You know how sometimes memories are ruined? There are good memories and bad memories. There are memories that you want to last forever, the ones you hang pictures of on the walls, the ones you try to recreate. Then there are memories that you try to...
Tonight is one of those pesky nights where I drive home with thoughts swirling in my head, half of a love note already written to you beautiful people, and then I get home and poof. My brain has already clocked out for the evening and...
I finally cried yesterday. It took the majority of the day for me to allow myself to get to a place where I was willing and able to "just let go" and allow the tears to flow. I was in the shower, which is painfully ironic because...
I recently hear Louie Giglio compare eternity to the dial tone that used to sound when you picked up a land line. There is a possibility that you have no idea what I'm talking about. Telephones used to be attached to walls, before they were attached...
There is a story about an elephant. A baby elephant that is tied around it's leg to a stake. A curious, baby elephant that tugs and pulls at the stake in the ground, only to be confronted with pain at the cord cutting into the...
Do you know the story of Moses leading God's people out of Egypt? In a nutshell--God's people were slaves in Egypt, under the reign of Pharoah. God sent Moses to free His people, despite that Moses stuttered and was not at all confident in his ability...
Have you ever witnessed transformation happen before your eyes? I don't mean seeing a child grow over years, but deep, intense, mind-blowing change that happens so quickly that for a second you believe that instead of something transforming there are two, new, unique beings in...
I feel the cool concrete hard beneath my back. Bumpy rocks press in against my feet through my flip flops, their straps straining against the tops of my toes. The wind blows and I feel it dance over the bridges of my feet and tug...
