Vacant Summer

I don’t usually write about summer; all the other seasons, yes, sure. But not summer. It is too hot and sticky, and contains too many memories of childhood boredom—me and my sister, wilting in the heat on a backyard swing set. On days it was too hot, when our parents were both working, we would … More Vacant Summer

Four Things I Learned My Fourth Year of Marriage (or How Marrying a Barista/Guitarist Made Me Super Wealthy)

Every year around our wedding anniversary, I write a post about what I have learned about marriage (I promise I will take a break after our fifth anniversary, folks). I primarily write these things down for myself and my family, but hope that others might find it useful in some way. If you feel up … More Four Things I Learned My Fourth Year of Marriage (or How Marrying a Barista/Guitarist Made Me Super Wealthy)

A Sick Woman.

It was another bad day; she laid in bed, pain shooting through her abdomen. Sharp, mysterious pain that kept her from completing today’s work, confined to the small, straw-stuffed mattress in the corner of her tiny rented room. The pain started when she was a girl in her late teens, accompanied by heavy, sporadic bleeding … More A Sick Woman.

Bold Move.

The following below is based on the events found in Luke 7: 36-50. I love this story of grace and mercy–the story of intense boldness from a woman who, in her day, had every reason to be anxious about this encounter with Christ. I want to live and walk in courage as she did; worshiping and serving … More Bold Move.