For Daniel: Year Three, I Love The Way
We were married last year. You promised some things, and I did too. There were words thrown around like “love” and “forever” and “yours” and “mine.” We swore to each other in front of friends, family and a few strangers that we would love and cherish each other until our very last breath. I didn’t…
Love God, but Hate People?
You can’t claim to love God, but hate or ignore those made in His image. A bite-sized blog.
An Open Letter to the Tired, Discouraged Ministry Leader
Dear ministry leader, I know it’s hard. (Try not to shake your head, roll your eyes and say, “You have no idea.”) I may not understand your situation fully, but I have a concept. I know what it feels like when God gives you a vision and it burns brightly inside of you. You want to…
Does Not Insist on Having It’s Own Way
I used to say that I didn’t mind admitting when I was wrong—if it ever happened. But that’s not true.
I am not a biblical lover.
At the core of who I am, I am petty and spiteful; impatient and unkind.
Lonely Hearts Club
I used to be that person. The person who ever so noticeably avoided the candy aisle around mid-February, and who sometimes ate drive through tacos alone on Fridays. I was the girl who talked herself into going on bad dates because I was afraid of dying alone. I dreaded any functions that required me to…
When love is right, there is no pebble.
A pebble in my shoe, very much like a single pea beneath the mattress of a princess—that’s what wrong love always felt like to me.
Stop Asking Me When I’m Getting Married
Ignorant, yet well-meaning people. Is there anyone in the world so dangerously unaware?
Daniel + Kayla, sitting in a tree
So, I’m engaged. You can’t tell this virtually, but right now I’m pausing for applause… and to give my grand-childless mother the opportunity to stop her wild, jubilant weeping. I didn’t know whether or not I should do an “engagement post,” because: a) most of the engagement announcement blogs I’ve seen are incredibly cheesy, and b)…
For Daniel: Year One, It Was Always You
You were always the standard, and now, you are mine.