There was a time in my life when I was a prolific writer. I was in the process of deep healing and felt the need to share my story. As I've healed more, the less I've shared my story. The less my life has been marked by the abuse I went through and the more … Continue reading To Share Your Story
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Love in a Desert Wasteland
I still remember the first time I saw him. I was 18, a senior in high school, at church one Sunday when he came to visit our congregation to lead worship. I remember what his voice made me feel like, like I wanted to write poems on poems on poems. He mesmerized me. When I … Continue reading Love in a Desert Wasteland
Younger
I had high expectations for my 13th birthday. Friends, cake, I wanted a cat. I had high hopes for boobs to come in and some studly boyfriend to appear. Well, there were no friends that crowded my party pad. The cake was lackluster. I was flat-chested and crushing hard on a boy named Ricardo who … Continue reading Younger
Being Single
Recently, I've been thinking about what it means to be single and almost 30. What does it look like to live in the tension between desiring marriage and living out the calling of being single for as long as God has me here. It's been a weird season, these last few months. I dated a … Continue reading Being Single
A New Year: I’ll Find You
I'm not sure how to explain 2018 to people. In one year, I went from starting a ministry to losing my faith to coming home. Starting a ministry I had ended 2017 with an epiphany. I had just gone through a cancer scare and it woke me up to how stagnant my life had become. … Continue reading A New Year: I’ll Find You
Disabled Desert Rat: Boho Dreams
I won't lie - I have a complex about showing myself to the world. I'm over here, trying to start a nonprofit, but refusing to let people see the person behind the blog. I think it has to do with not wanting people to judge me. I was talking with a friend the other day … Continue reading Disabled Desert Rat: Boho Dreams
December
None of us thought it was okay, do you understand me? His words cut deep. You are not allowed on our campus again. He hung up the phone. I sat breathless on the other end of the line. I had failed and once again, the people around me saw me as beyond redemption. *** It'll … Continue reading December
Thorns and Seeds
I haven't written in a very long time. About six months ago, I started to shut down. My life became a revolving door of stuff, money and a crippling addiction that I managed privately. I stopped really praying and my quiet time dwindled to a mere 5 minutes in the morning. No one knew what … Continue reading Thorns and Seeds
