In many ways, walking with Christ recently has been more like licking a dry creek bed and choking on its dust rather than being filled with living water. I don't feel loved by Him. I can hardly bring myself to care about the things He cares about. For the first time in the six years … Continue reading God, Help Me Call You Wonderful Again!
We are inundated every day with messages that say the late-teen/early 20s of one’s life are to be some of the best, filled with sunshine and everything beautiful sustained by the vigor of youth (and used to whatever end our little hearts desire). These subconscious expectations caused terrible dysphoria because mine were bleak, tear-stained years … Continue reading On Turning 25: The Failure of Youth as All-Satisfying
The bumps on the wood that lines the hallway of my grandma's house--what was her house, I suppose--are more familiar to me than my own heartbeat. My beloved cousins and I raced those hallways all our lives, playing "Monster" when they were toddlers, "Mother May I" as they matured and finally I would walk … Continue reading To Grandmother’s House We Go No Longer