Yesterday was a the typical mundane Tuesday. I made a million lattes and made small talk with any passerby of my quaint little espresso bar. I woke up well-rested and was ready to face the day. A few hours into my shift, my coworker knocked over a gallon of milk and my instant response was … Continue reading Confessions of a Shameful Daughter.
If we’re honest… Sex is awkward to talk about. It’s avoided at all costs in the Church and among people in general. But let’s be real… It needs to be talked about. It’s secretive… It’s shameful… It’s a sin against our own bodies. I’m not talking about just full blown intercourse… I’m talking about anything … Continue reading What Needs To Be Said About Sex.
Growing up, I was in church anytime the doors were opened. I went on all the mission trips, camps, and retreats… attended bible studies, had the best of friends, and had multiple mentors. My life was beautiful. I said “the prayer” when I was 8 and proceeded to be baptized. I laid wide eyed at … Continue reading Confession of a Christian Who Still Struggles.
On February 6, 2006 Bono gave a speech at a presidential breakfast. He boldly proclaimed in front of the world’s most influential leaders that poverty was not an issue of charity but one of justice. They are words, among many others, which have changed the way I see the world, the way I see the … Continue reading Bono’s Got it Right
Remember that time I’ve been going nonstop for the past 3 years? I never thought I’d say this but… I’m kind of ready for my passport to collect a little dust instead of stamps. Don’t get me wrong, my heart still races when I see a picture of my little orphans and I still long … Continue reading And Sometimes… You Just Need to Rest.
Growing up I imagined that by the time I hit my mid-twenties… I’d have a degree under my belt and a ring on my finger. Possibly a couple kids on my hip… and a job that pays a hefty amount. That I’d have my sacred circle of tight friends and that I’d have this whole … Continue reading Confessions of a Girl who Just Wants to Survive.
Today I woke up in a funk. My room felt like Antarctica… and the last thing I wanted to was exit hibernation and face the day. I rolled over and checked the time on my phone… and realized I had a text from someone in my past that is not in my life anymore. Someone … Continue reading Even When I’m Attacked, I’m Free.
It dawned on me like the 4th of July shooting firecrackers over an open field. It was obvious, loud and very beautiful. It’s time to kill the Racer in me. It felt like a gong going off in my head, resonating loudly over a loud speaker. Kill the racer. Kill the racer. Kill the racer. … Continue reading I had to kill the World Racer
This is a guest post from a good friend of mine, Justin Marshall. He knows what it’s like to be in over his head with the ways of this world. He also knows of the amazing grace and redemption of Christ. I’m encouraged by his existence. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ On the evening of November 1st, 2010 my … Continue reading How I Went From Heroin Addict to Missionary
Sometimes I come home from work and class and lie on my bed and do nothing. I cook dinner. Chill with the roommates. Do the mundane grocery shopping and laundry and scroll through social media over and over and over again. I often lay around dreaming up things I really want to do… But when … Continue reading Confessions of a Lazy Dreamer.
