I found this coin when I was 10 years old. I was camping about an hour east of Seattle, deep in the mountains, and as I walked barefoot through the camp sites I suddenly felt something underneath my feet that seemed out of place. I looked down to see a square coin, and couldn’t believeContinue reading “I Collect Dead, Dying Things. I Collect Brokenness.”
I’ve heard God doesn’t make mistakes. I’ve heard it is impossible… Everything about you. Your nationality, your skin color, gender, hair texture. How expressive or reserved you are. How introverted or extroverted you are. Your ability to sing or create art or to fearlessly barrel race horses. Your laugh. NONE OF IT IS A MISTAKE.Continue reading “God Doesn’t Make Mistakes, So It’s Impossible For You To Be One”
When you start healing and becoming more emotionally and spiritually healthy, you’ll find a fair amount of kickback along the road you’re traveling.
Let the haters go. They are too heavy to carry very far at all. Let the abusers go. They will only teach you to drown yourself.
Abuse is sin. And all sin is a lie.
One of the lasting effects of abuse is lack of identity. Abuse, neglect, abandonment, long-term exposure to manipulation and shame…they all leave you empty and deeply insecure.
I took a walk to the sea-salt water with my daughter today. She is 9 months old. And a year ago, when I first learned I was having a daughter, fear overwhelmed me. Because I had deep dark scars and mothering a girl terrified the still-broken parts of me. We walked along the road. MercyContinue reading “A Mighty Work: The Beginning, Part 1”
It is OK to live the life you want. And it is OK to say “no” to everything else. It is OK to live a calm life, a life free from trying to live up to someone else’s idea of how your life should look. Are you striving to love God with all your heartContinue reading “It’s OK to Live the Live You Want”
Today was Sunday, and like so many other Sundays I spent my morning thinking about and preparing for church. I have been to church almost every Sunday of my life. Some of the seats I’ve sat in, I’ve loved. Some, not so much. I’ve been to Catholic services, to liturgical Baptist Churches on the EastContinue reading “Why Church Matters- Part 1”