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 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.
My life has been crazy recently. I’ve felt a bit outside myself… Trying to put one foot in front of the other… rather than actually living. When one of my tight friends asked me to join her on a road trip to Texas last week, I could hardly say yes fast enough. I hadn’t been … Continue reading The Prodigal Daughter.
This past week I road tripped from Georgia to Texas for a wedding. Being in my twenties… Engagements, babies, and weddings (oh my) are something that are pretty normal… but this past weekend was different for me. I didn’t know the bride from Jane Doe… but this wedding rocked me. One of my best friends … Continue reading Confessions of a Wedding Crasher.
Letting go can be so hard. It seems that after our mask has been on for so long that who we are truly morphs into what the mask once portrayed. Wrecked has been going in a new direction… And we have many submissions to be posted. There are so many hurting people… so many stories … Continue reading Letting Go is Hard to Do
I’m at war. A full blown bloodbath is taking place as we speak. I have chosen to be naive to this war… But now I’m smack dab in the middle of it and I’m not okay with it. I have finally accepted that walking with Jesus isn’t pretty. It’s not comfortable. It’s not rainbows and … Continue reading I’m At War.
I sobbed into my pillow last night. One of those ugly cries that you find yourself looking into the mirror and only making things worse. I tried to journal, but I couldn’t see through my tears… and my usual messy but neat handwriting turned into puddles of ink that didn’t need any more explanation. Life … Continue reading I Held My Breath Until I Turned Blue.
Turns out I need your help. If we’re honest, every person in the universe struggles. Shame, embarrassment, and fear keep us paralyzed from speaking out these things and ultimately being broken free. I want to hear your stories. Wrecked is changing a bit from having a few writers on our end… To getting you to … Continue reading What’s Your Biggest Struggle?