Lessons From the Trail

I went for a trail run over the weekend. I can’t remember the last time I ran trails, and wow, it was no joke. WAY harder than the road – but so beautiful. So, there I am, making my way through the trail, barely able to look up for fear of tripping on a rootContinue reading “Lessons From the Trail”

Vulnerability: The One Who Sees Me

Earlier this month, when I read about the Messy, Beautiful Warriors Project over at Momastery, my heart quickened. I knew I wanted to contribute. The only problem: I had absolutely no idea what to write. I even called a few people and asked them to pray for inspiration because MY MIND WAS BLANK. That veryContinue reading “Vulnerability: The One Who Sees Me”

Bob Ross and My Messy Beautiful

Did you ever watch Bob Ross back in the day? You know, The Joy of Painting, Burnt Sienna, White Ochre, and oh the happy little trees… My brother and I watched him, transfixed, every weekend. Even more than his happy little trees – or THAT HAIR – I remember watching him paint something awesome. AndContinue reading “Bob Ross and My Messy Beautiful”

#firstfridayfinds: It.

It’s the first Friday in April, which means I’m linking up with Elizabeth at Words and Wonder for first friday finds! Ready? One verse, fifteen minutes, and… go. The one who calls you is faithful, and he will do it. (1 Thess. 5:24) I’m not sure where to even begin with this verse. It jumpedContinue reading “#firstfridayfinds: It.”

The truth about grace. And why Jonah was pissed.

As Christians, we often talk about “grace and truth” or refer to speaking “the truth in love” — as if the “truth” is very unlike grace or love. But for a moment, can I address the truth about grace? The truth about love? The truth about God’s love and grace is that both are way too extravagant for our comfort. Some willContinue reading “The truth about grace. And why Jonah was pissed.”

Anchor (how to get your laugh back)

Do you ever look at yourself and think, “When did I get so… serious?” Sure, I can have a good time and joke around when I want to. But, the often-furrowed brow… The slight but constant weight on my shoulders… Did it start when I graduated college and became An Adult with A Real Job? OrContinue reading “Anchor (how to get your laugh back)”