The second week of Advent is meant to be about peace. Instead, I found myself stuck in shame. So here’s the question I asked this week: How does Advent speak to our shame? “Gloria, gloria,God has come to understand us.” — “Gloria Gloria” by Jess Ray This lyric undid me on a drive this week, […]
waiting & grace.
A year ago today, I wrote the following journal entry. While waiting. While hoping. While anxious. Truth covered my soul then & now, reading it again. Grace fell over my waiting. I hope it does the same for you. ❤️ My schedule is packed this week. My eyes are opening around 7 and struggling to keep […]
when you’re not [a little] brave
A few weeks ago, I posted a story. A story of walls falling and hearts opening and truth being shared and let into some really dark places. I found myself a little brave, and wanted others to take the risk too. So, I wrote. But I need you to know that, more often than I want, […]
new morning, new mercies.
I fell asleep last night with tears rolling down my cheeks. A long, lazy day with a schedule & a to-do list that didn’t get done (does it ever?) had left me restless (as it should), but it also left me broken. Broken over my own sin, that seems to keep me so pinned down […]
Grace
Words from the journal today, back to define “grace” — something we often don’t define well. This is a reposting of a blog I wrote years ago, in 2015, that started with words right from this journal: For years, I cheapened grace to a coat of paint. I kept my chains, my prison cell, my strongholds. […]