Thoughts on life, the Lord, and everything in between.

Faith

fieldnotes from the single life

He asks me what I’ve learned in singleness. It takes me a moment, but I can tell you the most important thing that I know: God is good. God is good at being God, and His goodness is never tied to a person. It’s who […]

Dear D (or whoever you are)

Dear D, Today I sat on a bus whose seats were decorated with blue and yellow swirls. It’s almost as if they opened up Paint, picked a few colours and made a pattern to copy and paste. Not that there’s anything wrong with Paint, really. […]

those three words

  I always thought that those three words, I love you, were the hinge upon which love rested. Without them, it was absent – and so I’ve spent a lifetime sprinkling those words in conversations, written at the end of letters, and slipped into hugs […]

Defined

It’s a Monday morning, a holiday, and I am hit with the realization that everyone in my family is currently with their significant others. Here I am, though, with my textbooks and Bible and worship music and the rain falling outside the open door. You […]

Helplessness

It’s the words that come on a grey day, the fall temperatures finally making their way through the open window. It’s a week when memories have returned along with the cool temperatures, when you feel as if you’re the same person you were months ago […]

On Being Enough

It was just a Saturday night. Nothing too special, a day nestled at the end of a long week filled with classes and work and coffee dates. An ordinary week. But it was late, and I was still up, holding a phone I should have […]

exchanging the good for the best

Most days I write poetically, but sometimes the truth is not easy to paint beautiful: life, in all it’s glory and wonder, sometimes brings days that make you ache. You groan when you realize the stress you carry makes your muscles taught beneath your skin. […]

The Opposite of Rejection

The pain of not being chosen is the kind of pain that runs deep. It’s the pain that keeps you up at night, the kind that brings new haircuts, tattoos, tears. Sometimes it happens on a soccer field in fourth grade. Sometimes it happens with […]

Ghosts

I’d written the letter in the safe confines of my journal. With the initial written across the page, I wrote the words as they mixed with tears. I’m a letter writer, but some letters are best left unsent. It had been a movie of all […]

my why.

This month in Angelic Magazine I wrote a vulnerable piece about being a child of divorce. It was birthed out of a moment at my dad’s wedding, post-vows and post-reception. Just me, God, and my broken story. I knew it would hurt some people to […]