Prompts taken from a writing pin on Pinterest. Two Things You’ve Never Done, But Would Love to Try Ride in a gondola in Venice. This has always been one of my top dreams, right after dancing in a white dress on the beach, but I’ve already done that. Even if they say it’s not all… Continue reading Mind Wandering
I need to confess something. I have been selfish in the past about my friendships and the labels I felt it was important to put on them. I have been jealous of other people’s friendships, and I have been clingy to my own. But God is gracious to me, and His work on my heart… Continue reading Is It Necessary to Have a Best Friend?
It means pressing in to the hard things, not pulling away from them. It means reminding yourself of why you’re passionate about it – over and over and over – especially when the world tries to knock it out of you. It means that even when your stomach is twisted up in knots and you… Continue reading What Does a Life of Committed Passion Look Like?
This year when I set out to discover the deeper meaning of the word “relationship,” I had no idea where it would take me. I had no idea of the lessons awaiting me that would begin to break down my selfishness, my pride, and my desire for attention. I had no idea that I would… Continue reading Single & Seeking a Barnabas-Like Community
These are the coveted days of summer. The lazy, lengthy, sun-drenched days of summer. The days when a teacher’s soul finds great respite and recovery from 180 days packed to the brim with school. And as I start my fourth week of summer vacation, I find myself loving and loathing the days of summer break.… Continue reading Weeping Sunshine
Some people can’t get attached to anyone. I, on the other hand, get far too attached to people, places, things, experiences. I let them take up too much residence in my heart so that it aches painfully when I have to say goodbye. Life transitions have always been hard for me because I’ve attached so… Continue reading My Reverse Attachment Disorder
It seems we’re always on the edge of what feels safe. We talk of safe subjects, safe places, safe thoughts. We ask generic questions to which generic answers can be given. We stay with socially acceptable topics, and we dance around all that lurks beneath the surface. But safe isn’t real. And safe isn’t brave.… Continue reading Speaking Brave Words of Sanctuary