There is something about writing that I find fulfilling. On a personal level, it helps me process the events in my life and untangle all the thoughts floating through my head. But at the same time I don’t want to write just for myself. I have something to say to the world and this blog is, I… Continue reading Why am I even doing this?
This post is link-up with Sarah Bessey’s blog, whose new book, Out of Sorts, came out this week. I am looking forward to reading her reflections on how she has changed “in response to the unchanging Christ.” Below is a glimpse at what that process has been like in my life. I used to think God… Continue reading I Used to Think God Could Love Me More . . .
I wrote the following reflection after experiencing The 99 when they were in Fresno last fall. According to their website, “The 99 is a walkthrough theater that graphically reenacts the five leading causes of death in teenagers and young adults. Many of these deaths are influenced by drugs or alcohol and a vast majority of them can… Continue reading The Cross
Yesterday Indiana Governor Mike Pence signed into law a bill that allows businesses to refuse service to gay and lesbian customers in the name of religious freedom. I am blown away that we are legalizing discrimination – against people made in the image of God. It hurts my heart. We are all made in the… Continue reading My Heart Hurts
I have had this green dress for a few years now. When I bought it, I loved that it was super comfortable, but I wasn’t sure how I would style it. Fortunately, I have figured out several ways to wear this dress year round. I only wish I had a close up of my scarf… Continue reading January 2015 Pin-spired
“White Christmas” has always been one of my favorite Christmas carols, but I have never actually experienced a white Christmas, so I can’t really relate to the “just like the ones I used to know” line. The first time I got close was on a Saturday in December 2008 when it snowed all day and well… Continue reading White Christmas
I haven’t yet seen Mockingly Part 1, but I want to share some reflections from when I saw Catching Fire last year towards the beginning of my year in the Pink House. During that time I was being exposed to poverty and injustice for what felt like the first time. I knew such things existed… Continue reading A Reflection on Catching Fire
