It's Not the End of the Story

When someone is nearing death and speaking their last words to those around them, those words suddenly become some of the most important words they will ever hear. 

It’s no longer a distracted audience. 

No one is scrolling their phone…

An Invitation to Return

 

We’ve been lied to from the beginning. 

The worst part of the story of the fall in Genesis 3 was not their disobedience to a command God had given them. God knew, after all, that we would all have this…

Your Body is For You

 

Your body- your mind, soul and spirit is 100% for you 100% of the time. 

I've had to remind myself of that in recent years, since my later thirties and the birth of my daughter ushered in hormonal issues that…

Sometimes Blinders are Necessary

 

“I didn’t want to just work at that place,” he told me from across the table with a sheepish grin. 

“I wanted to own the place.” 

He was telling me about the first place he worked upon release from prison…

The Key to Freedom

 

Beloved, can I tell us both something that is really hard to hear? 

I promise it’s a truth that is an ally and a friend if we are willing to let it do its work. 

It’s time to stop making

The Journey Home

 

The journey home to self was one of the longest that I ever faced. 

There were events and lies I believed that carried me away from the place of youth and innocence, where I was once carefree and viewed the…

Permission to Hope Again

 

 

Dear 2021, 

You legit broke my heart and I am still on the long road of mending. My 10,000 pictures hold the proof, of hard seasons of transition and uprooting, of sitting in laundromats when it…

Finding Life in the Hardest of Places

 

Journal Entry: December 25th, 2013 

37 days and a wake from release… 

“I woke up at 7AM and made fudge to pass out. Also woke up with 5 Christmas cards under my door. One was from

The Counter Voices

 

Sometimes we need a counter-voice to the one inside our head. So I put myself back in counseling. I say that with zero shame, one- because it’s healthy to recognize and be able to admit when you need…

Every Little Thing

 

Maybe the secret to surviving any form of loss and pain is to lean harder into love. To open our heavy hearts, to make more room in them, to pull out a chair and invite someone to sit…

There Was Another in the Fire

 

Perhaps the most agonizing part of our worst moments of pain is not the event itself, but the feeling that we are alone in it. 

On the day that I went into the backyard and found our…