I’m sitting at the head of my kitchen table, in the same chair that has been my go-to for the past two and a half years. Since August 2015, this very spot has been where I’ve gravitated to. It’s where I’ve sat to eat my Chipotle and Chick-Fil-A, to do my homework, to spend one-on-one […]Read more "To Jesus, my very best friend at the table"
I am set free for freedom. I am set free for grace and joy and wonder. I am set free for forgiveness and placing all of my failures into Jesus’ outstretched hands and then dancing away. I am set free for deep friendships and Christ-centered conversation and aimless drives and meals and coffee and sprawling out on […]Read more "I am set free"
We need to acknowledge how deeply our desire for attention affects our lives. It encourages pride to rear its ugly head. It claws at the insecurities that we have buried when that desire doesn’t get its full. Which, actually, it will never get its full. No amount of attention will ever feel like enough. It shows […]Read more "The richness of love vs. the cheap idol of attention"
I want my life to mirror God’s first and greatest act: creation. It was the act that every other move He made hinged upon. I want everything I do to be strung together in one beautiful & musical & smooth & obedient act of art that reflects King Jesus in its every facet. “In the […]Read more "“In the beginning, God created”"
I am constantly putting expectations on myself. Expectations in the forms of both limitations and pressure. I tell myself “I can’t do this” or “I have to do this”, and I’m not sure where I got the idea that I know what is best for me at all times, because that is, quite honestly, purely […]Read more "A life set apart by freedom"
I began writing this blog post on my last day in Utrecht, a city in the Netherlands that I became accustomed to and really began to love and understand. I lived on mission there for 4 weeks this summer with a team of 12 total people that I had never met before, and we spent that month living in […]Read more "My mission trip to the Netherlands"
I’ve been in the Netherlands for 5 days and my world has been rocked. I thought that I had no expectations of what my time here would be like, but my first foot in the door of the hostel disproved that. I certainly wasn’t expecting squeezing 7 girls into a space half the size of […]Read more "Week 1 in Utrecht: Lessons in unexpected places"