An imaginative, speculative story of Eve, FOMO and the Fall.
Sunday’s coming, but let’s stay in Friday.
I love Easter, but the more I learn to appreciate and honor grief, I find I love Good Friday even more.
Reflections on a Year: 2024 in Review
It's the last day of the year, so time to reflect. So much good. But of course that's not all the year held.
Cultivating awe is a spiritual discipline.
I've always felt like I had to tone down my over-the-top expressions of excitement, anticipation, joy and wonder. Like I was always just a bit too much. Turns out, I was created for that.
My Marvelous Present
I'm giving myself a gift for my 46th birthday today. And it might just be the best gift I've ever received.
Recapturing My Wild
"Beauty is what we knew to be true of us before we unlearned it."
-Beth Bruno
Parents in Texas, I grieve with you.
How do I live in the dichotomy of caring well for my people and protecting those I love while also caring about the world at large?
In how contemplating Jesus as a man changes Good Friday for me.
I am built to engage the world through an expressive, emotional creative space. I'm so thankful for those create art for me to engage with and know Jesus better.
Goodbye, loyal soldier.
I’m not this girl anymore. But I sure do love her (and her bowl haircut.) If only she knew how worthy of love she is just for who she is. ❤️
And So I Pray On…
After my dad died, following three straight months of desperate prayers pleading for his healing, I had a crisis of faith. I felt like I had run full speed into a brick wall. Prayer seemed like a joke.