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.
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.
Right now… I could have all of the money in the world and it wouldn’t satisfy me. I could drink myself into a slumber… and have all the sex in the world… and cover my body in tattoos… and be the center of attention for eternity… and I’d still be empty and miserable. I could … Continue reading If I Covered My Body in Tattoos and Ended Human Trafficking…
[This is an anonymous post from a good friend of mine who has been burnt by the church.] Sometimes, the church just sucks. Before you completely write me off, let me explain. First, I know that the church is near and dear to the heart of Jesus. He calls us to live in it and … Continue reading Sometimes, the Church Just Sucks
I was 18. Anorexic. Bulimic. Bipolar. Depressed. And ADHD. Clinically diagnosed. On medication for all at the same time. I remember my daily routine. I would look in the mirror. Tell myself how ugly I was. How I wasn’t pretty enough. And how no one would ever want me. I felt nothing. n o t … Continue reading Redefining Beauty
I love coffee dates. I love people and the atmosphere and deep conversations. I love sitting down with a steaming cup of Joe, listening, and being heard. I love knowing what’s going on in people’s lives and sharing what’s going on in my own. There is intimacy with it. There is joy to be found … Continue reading Confessions of a Gossip.
In the past 24 years, I’ve learned many lessons the hard way. I’ve learned that when you lie, you’ll be found out. I’ve learned that partying until wee hours of the night result in flunking classes. I’ve learned that getting blonde highlights in black hair makes you look like a clueless skunk. I’ve learned that … Continue reading Confessions of a Girl Who Prostitutes Her Heart.