My mother’s daughter

I’ll be honest – I haven’t trusted much in God’s sovereignty. I have to explain: this has everything to do with my mother. When my mom was in her twenties, she was a full-time missionary. She spoke in churches all over the South. She wanted to be the next Elizabeth Eliot, sharing the gospel, writing … Continue reading My mother’s daughter

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Just be.

I sat in my car before my job interview, on the phone with a friend. I think he likes me. I’m not sure. I kind of feel like I should talk to him about it. I could hear her shaking her head. Emily, just be. If he likes you, just let him pursue things. You … Continue reading Just be.

Whisper.

Someone told me once when I first diagnosed to not always believe everything my brain is telling me. It was probably one of the wisest pieces of advice I had received, I got into a discussion earlier this week over the topic of signs from God. I'm not a fan of this concept. Truthfully, I … Continue reading Whisper.

Dear John

I don't know about you but from time to time, I get these moments where I captivated by the Holy Spirit over something that apparently needs to be addressed. It usually comes out of nowhere. I usually cry. I move on. I should backtrack. For eight years, I had massive feelings for a friend. About … Continue reading Dear John

Faith

I knew a woman once who told me this amazing story upon our first meeting. She and her husband had two children and were living in California when they heard of a ministry opportunity to serve in a Muslim country. In order to pay for this opportunity, they would have to sell everything they owned … Continue reading Faith

He loves me

Once a month, I attend a women's group through my church. We share what's going on in our lives, what we're struggling with, what victories we've had. Slowly but surely, I am learning to let these girls into my heart. There's one thing I haven't shared with anyone. It's not that I stopped believing in … Continue reading He loves me