I have not written much this year. I haven’t kept a journal since January, and there are not my normal yearly number of entries on the Notes app. At the beginning of the year I deleted all social media accounts, and cut back on the number of devotions that I write for OpenDoorsUSA. I have… Continue reading Writing Again.
In a world of instant gratification and lightning speed electronics, I long for stillness, labor, and a practice of quiet. I want to take the time to not only see, but also enjoy beautiful things, extravagant and mundane beauty alike. This is, I think, a God-placed desire. While we live on earth we long for… Continue reading Mundane Beauty in a Sterilized World
Deep down, I think that I have always been a skeptic. I have always doubted that God answers the prayers of His people. Not that He does not hear my prayers, but that He will answer them. With my mouth I have professed the truth, and may have even believed it at times, but most… Continue reading The Faithful God of a Skeptical Child
I do not ever remember a time in my life where my family has not been touched by the loss of unborn children. Conversations about miscarriages, infertility, and adoption have been nearly as common as talking about what we should have to eat that week. My parents have not been afraid to talk about their… Continue reading The Church & Childlessness
A few years ago I was desperate for some structure in the area of my Bible highlighting. I had a small collection of highlighters, colored pencils, and micron pens that I would use to highlight, underline, and annotate during my daily devotions, but there was very little rhyme or reason to my method of using… Continue reading Color-Coding Your Bible Study
I am sinful I am woman And I am Eve Every time my womb contracts with pain, I am reminded I speak with sharpened tongue And turn a cold shoulder like I have all power Yet my very heart that pumps my blood is beating to the rhythm of death My days are numbered Like… Continue reading I am Eve
We don't always know when we're grieving. Perhaps, sometimes grief can come gently as it brutally breaks your heart. • If I'm being truthful, grief has been a daily battle this past year. It's been a year of the kind of grief that doesn't come as a shock, but is more like a dull throbbing--constant… Continue reading Grief in Light of the Cross
I have a hunger, and the only way that it can be quenched is by the Gospel. I am a teenager, and I have many earthy desires, but the greatest desire of my heart can only be filled with the Gospel—Jesus, only Jesus, can fill my greatest need. The moments when the Gospel has been… Continue reading I am Hungry /// Feeding Teens the Gospel