“You look like your mind is wandering.” I bristled with irritation. What was the point of saying that? With a heavy backpack slung on one shoulder, my arms dripping with my belongings and a plate ... Read More about Humbled by grace.
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A Braver Way.
“Oh, you must be SO HAPPY to go home next week!” I cringed. Sure, I was. But I also wasn’t. And it wasn’t that I wasn’t happy. It was the shame of feeling both joy and dread, and the (gasp) ... Read More about A Braver Way.
To be Loved.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t the slightest afraid of spending my birthday away from family in Africa. But I awoke to my pastor’s voice message, “Whatever you’ve sacrificed, even having your ... Read More about To be Loved.
Who You Were Made to Be.
Growing up, I hated my name. It was difficult to remember. Always, I was last in class to make friends. I hated it so much that I took the chance when I was transferred to a new kindergarten, ... Read More about Who You Were Made to Be.
See you at the Finish Line.
Whenever I look at this photo, I’m reminded why I married you. You had cancer, underwent a liver transplant and then completed an Iron Man after that. That inspired me, wooed me. When I first ... Read More about See you at the Finish Line.
Plant in Tears, Reap with Joy.
It was one of those days. Walking down the grassy hill back to where I lived, the sudden emptiness of having no one to return to engulfed me. I choked on tears, willing to hold them back. I ... Read More about Plant in Tears, Reap with Joy.