My parents like to joke that the room I grew up in is 2 inches smaller than it was when I was born. It’s true. I love to rearrange, redecorate, and repaint. I just like a fresh space. I’ve written about it before, odds are, I’ll write about it again. This weekend Nick and I … Continue reading Painter’s Tape
I wrote a blog post last week and then didn’t publish it. Everything felt too raw and uncertain. To be honest everything still feels a little raw and uncertain, but I’ve found that when I speak things out into the open they tend to get less scary and I tend to feel less alone. I’ve … Continue reading little specs of light
This blog is a space where I process the intersection of my daily life—the beautiful and complicated—with my faith in and through Christ. I wrote in this other post about how growing up in the church I received the message that I could only know God—and therefore please God—by having a daily “quiet time.” For … Continue reading Lamplight Studies: An Introduction
Every fall from 7th to 12th grade I would load up in a fifteen-passenger van with my church youth group friends and head to Leakey, Texas. It took about three hours, and around hour number two the sky would get dark and I would gaze out the back window at all of the stars. When we finally … Continue reading noticing God in nature
Last week the Smyth & Helwys blog, Coracle, published a reflection I wrote in light of the anniversary of August 12th. The anniversary has now come and gone. I decided to wait until today to re-post because I anticipated that this past weekend in Charlottesville would be very tiring. I was right about that and … Continue reading Loving Charlottesville
When I am stressed I fixate on the physical clutter in my life. My go-to way of dealing with piles of paper and whatnot I have collected over the years is to find an empty-ish drawer, cabinet, or room and tuck the stuff out of sight. I still know it’s there, but I don’t have … Continue reading clutter cleanup
Do you ever feel like you are in the right place at the just the right time? This morning my puppy, Britt, woke me at 5:45…my alarm was set for 6:30 and it didn’t seem worth it to go back to sleep, so I got up. We headed sleepily downstairs, she went out for a … Continue reading right place, right time
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