I never talk about Wally. I think it’s because I really didn’t understand what had happened or why I was the way I was. Looking back, this was right around the time I started getting sick. My brain was making connections to things it shouldn’t. It started with a dating site a friend had encouraged … Continue reading Why I’m grateful for the zookeeper
You know what I rarely talk about? My sin. The things I've done in my past. I think it's because I'm scared of being judged. Here's go nothing. I'm a homewrecker. No, I've never tried to steal a woman's husband but I have absolutely tried to steal a girl's boyfriend. I've done this exactly twice … Continue reading I walk down a different street.
It's no secret I have schizophrenia. I'm not shy about talking about it. Somehow, I think the more I talk about it, the less stigma there is. What I don't talk about very often is getting kicked out of a church. You see, in my psychosis, I had this belief that I was going to … Continue reading Emily and the Gospel of Reconciliation
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
So I've been working through some significant church wounds and last night, I was hit with an old memory. Most people know that I'm the type of girl that makes the first move. I've always tried to make it really easy for the guy. I can handle a gentle no. Rejection is a part of life. What … Continue reading That one time.
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
I don't ever talk about it. I woke up this morning to a social meeting campaign, where people were sharing their sexual abuse/assault cases with the hashtag #metoo. And by people, I mean women, because the narrative has effectively excluded men. It's also portrayed men as the sole predators. If you knew my story, you'd … Continue reading Me Too
I should preface this post by saying that lately, I have gotten into the habit of bottling myself up. I'm one of those people who tends to put up a front. I put my best foot forward, rarely discussing what I'm really going through or how I'm feeling. But I got convicted by that … Continue reading A Week of Stretching
I heard a pastor once say that the best sermons are the ones that convict the speaker as much as the listener. So this blog post is as much for me as it is for you. Bear with me while I process out loud. A few years ago, I asked God to remove the temptation … Continue reading You, me and the dog
When I was a little girl, I was told that I would never walk. I had been diagnosed with cerebral palsy and the doctor's outlook was grim. It never crossed my mind that they were right. I asked God to let me walk and He said I would walk, so I believed Him. A surgeon … Continue reading Hope on wings like eagles
I spent the morning crying in my car, wondering if I had done something wrong. The day before, I had made the decision to release a huge desire in my heart and let go of the control I had been fighting for. I experienced a great deal of peace in doing that but I also … Continue reading Streams in the Desert
All life-changing love is inconvenient. – Tim Keller I could probably just begin and end my blog post with that. A few months ago, God started to ask me to get involved with prison ministry. My answer was a curt “no” and nothing more. God just got louder. If I’m honest, I just felt myself … Continue reading Inconvenient.