I fell in love when I was fifteen. Summer days became nights became days — when the Ohio sun set late and I didn’t use an alarm clock. We piled into friends’ jeep wranglers and drove around as if this Sophomore summer meant we had unhinged...
Hey you — at full throttle — can you take a minute to breathe? Your once-a-question is moving steadily towards an assumption: will today be like every other day this week? Is it just another one of those days … … when dishes and laundry and...
Both in my back yard — a family in my community — and all across the globe, loss seems to prevail. Sometimes you catch yourself with the deceiving thought: who’s really winning, here? I have a little girl who pads down the stairs after bedtime. She...
About a week ago it started. That feeling. The last time I remember having it this strong I was seventeen. We had been at the beach, then, when it all began to sink in. Back at home in Ohio was a bedroom full of loot — bedding and towels and crates and hangers...
I was introduced, early, to the way we Christians are. And I was a quick study. At seventeen, I was new to a relationship with God and along with this new way came a whole new set of people and conversations and ways of doing life. There were late night talks about...
