can’t escape the truth.

This: Him-being-close is beautiful. Always was, I just didn’t see it. Didn’t have eyes. And now I pray for them. I pray for the will to to His will…cause I don’t want to often. I pray that my hands stay open. My palms to the sun. Wide open eyes. Wide open hands. I need prayer…

“Why are you so afraid?”

I’ve been reading through the gospels over the past weeks, and after finishing Matthew, I headed into Mark. Last year we studied Mark as a campus, but I missed so much…so much. The stories are familiar, but they come on days when I need them…like yesterday and today. I read of a man who lived…

simple grace

  Today’s simple grace: A shower that is easy to clean with no cracks for crud to get caught in. A clean bathroom with a floor that actually FEELS clean. Only two people sharing this spacious bathroom. (compared to the 4 people I’ve always shared with at school). My roommate Lauren, my friend Kate, and…

joy, steps, and real peace = overwhelmed by grace

This week has felt like one of the longest of my life. But as I’ve felt the heaviness of days that I just don’t want to move, or think, or feel the pain, I have also been overwhelmed by joy…overwhelmed by thanksgiving. overwhelmed by Grace. This is grace with a capital “G”…Grace that stands and…

[storm clouds roll]

(Hey Reader….be prepared for a very honest post…and a very real story.) Sunday afternoon I got a call from my mom when I was speaking with a friend while sitting on those wonderful swings under the gazebo in front of Kent. That call said that the doctor had done some tests and those tests looked…

(the last) first few days

Day of Caring : (The last one) Student Leadership week: (The last one) Student Leadership shirt: (The last one) New apartment: (The first one -and I LOVE it, and can’t get over how homey it is. I love making things “homey”…or “homely” as they would say in Ireland). New roommates: (First time living together, and…

what is this?

Wind and air beneath feathers, just about to take off again to another place, different responsibilities, different people (persons I have missed), more learning to trust, more learning what true love and hope looks like and how to live that, more taking deep breaths, more giving my heart back to God (who already owns it).Here…

…maybe love is…

…maybe love is less about me, and more about Christ… ….maybe life is all about God and others…and not about me… …maybe love is living out of the gospel… telling the truth to myself about God’s grace, deliverance, freedom, acceptance, justification, and hope…and then telling the truth to others with my attitudes, actions, words, feelings…….

love this sermon: “Jesus + Nothing = Everything”

Jesus + Nothing = Everything. It is so true. I have found this sermon truly encouraging and challenging. I listened to one very similar that Tullian Tchividjian had preached while overseas in Ireland. I found it to be exactly what I needed to hear. Listening to it again, I’m gratefull for the beautiful reality of…

storm rain

storm rain on windows, car windows hardened dirt stiff soil leave’s colors changing quickly…too quickly they are dying without water we need a storm. I need a storm. I need rain so thick I can’t drive on down the highway. A rainbow (not the cheesy kind). the real kind. the kind that reminds of promises…

of course

I love this passage and was reading it on a friend’s blog today. I love it. love it. Love Him. Just what I needed to read today. of course.   Romans 8 The Message (MSG) Romans 8 The Solution Is Life on God’s Terms 1-2With the arrival of Jesus, the Messiah, that fateful dilemma is…

{green eyes}

I used to have blue eyes. But when I hit around 13 years, my eyes changed, and my hair went even curlier than it had been. But now my eyes are green. (Some kind of mix between green and blue, and sometimes, they are greener than blue). And I realized yesterday how “green” they had…