Reality has a way of being unapologetically real. When it shows up it's anything but subtle or passive. It's in your face and notorious for springing up a well of emotions. You might have known they were there but I'd venture to assume you had no clue when the tiniest of sparks might light an … Continue reading The Expectation of Redemption
'I will forever write about you, to keep the love alive. And about our memories, to turn them into eternities... even though you did not survive, I will make sure our moments forever will.' -- I've discovered a year is plenty of time to miss a million different things. Even though you still had a … Continue reading Still Missing You
I could feel it all day, this seemingly gentle tug that was strong enough to be aware of. The urge to snap at the tiniest of issues. The disconnect between my heart and my interactions with the people around me. The swirly and almost numbing feeling. The temptation to fully check out and disengage. It … Continue reading If Only Escaping Was The Answer To June 28th
Precious girl- tomorrow you're going to get some news that will rock your world. It's going to feel unbearable and it's going to unearth your deepest fear but I want you to know you're going to make it to the other side. You don't need to know how, or even what the other side looks … Continue reading What Would I Say
Riddle me this, just one year ago I sat in my bedroom looking around at the clutter of stuff I'd acquired. The books. The picture frames. The papers and folders. The shoes. The clothes. It felt like there was so much stuff to gather as I was suddenly jolted into a tizzy realizing I had very little time … Continue reading I think they call it Déjà Vu
184 days. Six months. Half a year. What do these numbers really even mean? That time is passing? That life is carrying on? That the gap between the day I said goodbye and 'today' is widening? I know these numbers will only get bigger, and at some point 'months' will be followed by 'years'. It's … Continue reading They’re Just Numbers
For the past four years, around this exact time, I've engaged in a wrestle with the Lord around the concept of raising support for a short term mission trip. Every year I get anxiety at the thought of asking people for money, yet every year I end up overwhelmed by His faithfulness and encouraged by … Continue reading Losing a dad. Losing a king. Different yet similar.