Many years ago I shared my desire to be a writer with someone who I loved and trusted. The blank stare and eventual “why would you want to do that?” stung deeply because they didn’t understand that this was a God-given fire in my heart that I couldn’t shake (although …
Freedom isn’t free. I sit in my cozy house, under a warm blanket with my Bible sitting prominently on the coffee table in front of me. It strikes me that I don’t have to hide the most important thing in my life, my faith. Today I’m aware how much I …
I was sweaty and flushed when I returned home after being out on a run/walk. My ribcage hurt like a Boa Constrictor was wrapped around my mid-section. My regular sports bra was in the wash so I had wrangled my way into an old one that I had no business …