College + beyond
And so begins my last week in the cracked house with the overgrown lawn. It is so wild to stuff my stuff into boxes and realize my time...
Goodness
“Are You really a good God?” The question is small, but heavy. I carry it with both hands, and lay it down as the solid foundation on...
What the twentieth year taught me.
I like birthdays; they're like little checkpoints. You don't really realize the days you're surviving are swelling into months and...
To say "Yes."
One year ago, I had God in a box. It was a small box that fit comfortably into life defined on my terms. I told Him what He could and...