The biggest lie: we’ve got so many days ahead of us.

That title, it’s not true. We’ve got so many days ahead of us. We can start there and move onto the next thing. Life is really freaking short. We can move to that dot, let’s make that our road map. This past Saturday night, a guy I went to school with my whole life until…

I’m walking in a wide place now.

Your worth has never been about what you have to offer the world, even though that’s so counterintuitive and so against everything you were told just today, in conversation and in scrolling and in your inner dialogue. So why don’t you take that off and sink into your own skin for just a few minutes,…

Slipping backward and inward.

You know when there’s writing, or painting or taking photographs or whatever your creative outlet is, that is about to boil over onto everything you’ve currently got going on and all the composure you’ve mustered up? The best feeling in the world. Right on the edge of greatness. That was me, yesterday morning, super distracted,…

Despite our stubbornness and self-deception.

It wasn’t as much of a subtle nudge as it was a punch in the face. I’d been familiar with getting little nudges from the Lord, like, “Hey, be present,” or, “Hey, have a little more compassion.” But this one was like a wrecking ball to the face of, “Hey, wake the hell up because…

Big, fat, dreamy dreams.

I’ve spent more time inspired in the past week than I have in an awful long time. I had time to lay in bed longer than usual, restructure this website, flex some creative muscles that haven’t been used in quite some time, flex some real muscles that needed some toning, and dream and love a…

I knew that You would come.

You stood outside my grave, with tears still on Your face. I heard You say my name, and my night was turned to day. You came, oh, I knew that You would come. And You sang, and my heart it woke up. Now I’m not afraid, I see Your face, I am alive. You came,…

Craving a space to breathe [and unpack the boxes].

When May rolls around, I find myself buried in bed sheets and old journals, forcing myself to see what I’ve learned in the past year. It’s easy to close out another school year and feel like I’m in the same place, but that’s never really the case. This time, school has ended, but I’m actually…

restore.

In the past few years, whenever I’ve gotten closer to the new year, my thoughts and prayers have focused in on, What is God going to show me in this next year? It also offers up some time for reflection and remembering what God has done in the past year. I spent a year recognizing…

I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open.

Be still and know that one day God is going to come and make all of the sad things come untrue. I have never read Lord of the Rings, but when I hear those words (“Is everything sad going to come untrue?”) there’s something that wells up inside of me that gives me hope, even…

Dive deep or walk.

I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was little, basically as long as I can remember. I found it somewhere in between Young Authors Fairs and doodling fashion sketches (if you can even call them those, but little fourth-grade me would’ve have stuck up for them) and falling in love with the way the…