A year ago Wednesday my father died. Some express grief in the form of a song, others paint and many make a habit of sharing memories. But for me, I’ve been writing a tribute to my dad in my mind for a year now. Like an open journal on the front seat of my car,...
I could probably boil the fears that have simmered alongside my writing down to one simple (but solid) reality. I have feared that the opinions and impressions others form about me as a result of my writing would one day crowd out the One voice I care most about. I am...
When I was in my twenties, life worked for me. I set goals and accomplished them. I dreamed dreams, and they came to fruition. I had a plan. I held myself to a super-human standard and my only plan of action for failure was to push myself harder so that it didn’t...
These are the words He’s been whispering into my spirit. The same words He spoke to a barren Israel. At the moment of her greatest shame and lack, He asked her to dream about spiritual prosperity and restoration. When she wore her disgrace like a mantle, He...
Pretty much everything about the Kansas City landscape feels different than Virginia. I’d be lying to say I’m not homesick for the Blue Ridge beauty. Highways have replaced what used to be my tree-lined drive home. I’ve turned in my trail-running...
