To run with patience.

Is there a phrase or a Bible verse you’ve heard so many times you go on auto-pilot when you hear it repeated? As a runner, I’ve long had a bit of Scripture tucked away with special affection: …let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us…  I grasp for it when I push for the finish lineContinue reading “To run with patience.”

The Lie That Steals My Voice (and yours)

My friend Elizabeth posed a writing prompt last week: “When I hear the word ‘new’ I think of…” When I sit down to write, I often brush thoughts aside with the argument, “So-and-so has already written about that. I need to write something NEW.” Maybe you’re not a writer. BUT YOU’RE A SOMETHING. In what waysContinue reading “The Lie That Steals My Voice (and yours)”

Why I stopped doing things for Jesus. (And you should too.)

I’m not doing things for Jesus anymore. And I don’t think you should either. Before you shout “heresy,” let me ask you a question: do you have a song that is “that song” for you? Like, when it comes on, you’re compelled to stop whatever you’re doing and just let the song wash over you? OceansContinue reading “Why I stopped doing things for Jesus. (And you should too.)”

Then I put on my Big Girl Panties. Inside-out.

I brought a generous dose of insecurity with me to the She Speaks conference this weekend. (So much that I didn’t leave room for my toothbrush, apparently.) (Free hotel toothbrush for the win.) Despite my insecurity, I tried to practice what I had just “preached” last week – “our sure footing, peace, and purpose is foundContinue reading “Then I put on my Big Girl Panties. Inside-out.”

I think God is calling me (to have a bagel?)

It’s Day 4 of the Whole30 and dang, I’m emotional. Maybe I need a bagel… Or maybe it’s because I’m about to do something crazy. Before I say what, let me ask you a question. Have you ever felt called by God to do or be something? Pulled toward a particular cause, vocation, relationship, fill-in-the-blank? Have you everContinue reading “I think God is calling me (to have a bagel?)”

The Power of the First Touch

Remember this moment? If you were watching, you remember. World Cup 2014. Round of 16. USA vs. Belgium. We’re down 2-0 in extra time. Shoulders start slumping around the room. Our hearts are still in it, but our heads know you don’t come back when you’re down by two in extra time. Then. One minute into theContinue reading “The Power of the First Touch”