Looking back, all I can see Are the those two green towers And the way you looked at me. I remember The smell of Irish beer on your breath, The knowing smile on your face, And the boundaries we should have set. I jumped in recklessly, Your words echoing in my head. We dreamed so… Continue reading Gatsby, green, and me | a poem.
Guys, I'm messed up and I think Girl Scouts played a decent role in the messing. I don't know what it's like today, but we had this motto or way of doing things when I was a scout as a kid. We never left a place the way we found it; it was always better… Continue reading Girl Scouts messed me up.
A few weeks ago, our church went through a major shift. We meet in a middle school auditorium and we’re just about to a point in our growth that we need to graduate from functioning as a church plant into an established church. Anyway, this post isn’t about that. This post is about something that… Continue reading He says what He means and He means what He says.
***originally written for Something Beautiful Minitstries on March 31, 2014*** “You are little less than angels, crown of creation, image of God.” -Edward Farrell Woman, did you know that you have been created as little less than an angel? Sister, did you know that you sit at the crown of all creation? Beloved, did you know… Continue reading little less than Angels.
***originally written for Something Beautiful Ministries, published on April 30, 2014*** Girls, I wanna talk about something a little scandalous today, something that I am learning a lot about STILL, as a wife and a woman made in the image or God. I want to talk about gender roles. This is hotly debated, in and… Continue reading “a helper suitable for him”: are wives really just “the help?”
***oringinally written for Something Beautiful Ministries*** Okay, so those awkward moments when Jesus uses your own ministry to speak to you, right? So about a year ago, I was really, REALLY struggling with my own body image and guilt, and I had been so blessed to be surrounded by the wonderful ladies that had come… Continue reading the funny story about how Jesus used a Post-It (and an event I coordinated) to remind me He loves me.
I don’t know that I believe in soul mates, and I don’t know that everyone is going to have some defining moment with God when He says to him or her, “You’re going to marry this person.” I believe some people CAN, in fact, I know they do because my husband had that moment when… Continue reading how I knew my husband was “the one” but not necessarily my soul mate.