This past winter, I started thinking about next steps in getting my book published and about how writers need to have social media platforms upon which to be followed. Starting ones for myself sounded less than appealing on a number of levels. For one, I update social media platforms for the national leadership group that… Continue reading I Have Nothing Good to Say
The waters of dating and romantic interest can be muddy and unclear. I used to think it was straightforward, but after the past fifteen years or so of experience, I can tell you it’s much more complicated than I once thought. I can’t tell you how many conversations I’ve had with my girlfriends that include… Continue reading On a Scale of 1 to 10, How Attracted to Her are You?
On my most recent summer vacation, I read a book that completely revolutionized my thinking. Books like these are not too common, and when they happen, I feel like I want to re-read them immediately to soak in everything I might have missed the first time. Indeed, I felt like I had been thirsting for… Continue reading Radically Ordinary Hospitality
In the 21st-century, you might think it strange that a younger person like me might long for a seemingly useless pastime like letter-writing. After all, we have instant access to one another through email, texts, video chats, and dozens of social media sites. Why would we want to waste our time sitting down to write… Continue reading The Lost Art of Letter-Writing
I want to be the kind of person who makes others feel safe. Who brings calm and peace with her wherever she goes. I want to be the kind of person who has the confidence to enjoy being herself and not care what others think of her. I want to be the kind of person… Continue reading I Want to be the Kind of Person Who …
I think I’ve spent too much of my life feeling guilty – too much of my life apologizing to God for my weakness and humanity. I’ve felt exhausted worrying over the fact that I let Him down again with my wayward desires and my failure to love Him as I should. But one morning in… Continue reading God’s Not Mad at You
Dear sweet nice girl of sixteen – I see you laughing with that boy – That boy you call your dearest friend. I see the way you glance hopefully at him – Trying not to hope too hard he’ll glance meaningfully back – And I hear the silent sigh of regret When he asks another… Continue reading The Curse of the Nice Girl
