Compensation in the Face of Grace

This afternoon, that monthly discomfort returned. Last night, I had awoken to it, but had pushed it away and managed to let it settle down with a good night's rest and some heat. But this afternoon, it returned fully fledged. That's when the limping of heavy pain flooded over me, and I knew it was…

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A Disconnection of Self

The words are not coming to me, and the inspired feelings that usually flow naturally do not as easily flow from within me this day, but yet I feel called to write, gathered and entranced by the longing to share. He carried my pizza. My pizza. Stringy cheese and naughtiness, the associations that flooded my…

The Toughest And the Sweetest

These mornings and sweet afternoons have been lavished with pages and pages of books, most recently, the Broken Way, by Ann Voskamp. The list of things to be done grows and piles upon me like leaves being raked into a seemingly never ending pile called simply, 'overwhelmed,' and pushed aside for a more together version…

The Gift of His Presen(t)ce

This is a little overdue since Christmas has come and passed away, but my oh my was it like the blink of my eye. Something that has lingered in the days is this thought: the gift of God's presence. As we sat around the Christmas tree, eager to open the gifts, I thought about something…

Flights and Sweet Friendships

This past semester has been filled with many flights. Checking in and showing my boarding pass and license, being patted down and going through security checking points, and stuffing as much as I can possibly fit into "carry-on" bags has become a monotonous routine for me. My daddy likes to get me window seats to…

Exploring Sexuality with Grace and Love

My favorite author Brenè brown talks about integration being key. She shares about facing our stories and embracing them being courage, not shame. She shares that shame derives its power from being unspeakable. I always have loved words on paper; I have so many letters written yet never sent of words helping me to set…

Until the Tears Come

Many times I head myself for not crying in the moments that events happen, when everyone else is. It is in the moments when I am all alone that it truly gets to me and when the tears begin to well up in my eyes, they cannot help but continue to flow. Sometimes it takes…

Meteor Showers, Camping, and Adventure

A million billion stars shone brightly in the stars and twinkled over the canopy snuggled up nice and warm with my dearest friend, Arianna. Surrounded by soft blankets and awed by the shooting stars and meteors that leaped and danced among the masterpiece of the skies. Some people make you better simply from being with…

RUF Fall Conference, Her Name Was Catherine

The days leading up to these last few were filled with hesitancy, to say the very least. After the conference, I was determined to quit doing campus ministry, and simply give up, despite the encouragement of my discipler that no ministry is perfect and to keep pursuing Jesus in it anyways, despite the imperfections. For…