originally published via my email newsletter in August 2024 “I feel this essay now more than ever,” I emailed to an editor today. Writing an essay about chronic illness over the past four months, I’ve often wondered about the truth of it. Like on the good days: was it still true? Still accurate? Today, as I […]
You’re safe now.
My core value rose to the surface this week, during an unlikely event. Creative Mornings is an organization I joined as I started freelancing, to provide an extra dose of community to an otherwise isolating adult experience of going freelance. And they more recently started “field trips,” which are small gatherings to help the community […]
Fearless, a poem
#fromthejournalfridays continues with a poem on being fearless from church last year; before leaving for London, before meeting Chris (my now husband), these were the words on my heart: May 5, 2019 you’re calling me out of fear into safety, not just courage not just conquering because those aren’t for me to do or be […]
The Fears I Hold
A year ago it was good Friday, and I wrote a small poem in the dimly lit sanctuary of the Anchor Fellowship in downtown Nashville. I was staring at a picture (below) representing the 13th station of the cross, where Jesus’ body is taken down from the cross. The hands holding the soil of barely-begun-new-life […]
His faithfulness is all we need.
After a heavy-handed fight with a deep dose of guilt— and the gift of a timely, encouraging word from a friend about God being faithful to the promise He gives, even if it looks different than what we expect, my reply landed at this: “His faithfulness is all we need.” Everyone else will—at some point […]
He fulfills our dreams.
A dream is a wish your heart makes… I’d like to amend that lyric this morning, to instead say: A dream is a prayer you’re too afraid to pray. You know what I’m talking about. You think “the desires of your heart” are only worth fulfillment if they’re “His desires” too. You think that your […]