feelingless faith

Feelingless Faith

What has God been teaching you lately? This question became one of my most dreaded conversation starters while attending a Christian University. Not because it’s a bad question–in fact, it was usually asked in a well-meaning way to prompt faith-based[…]

Almost.

Almost, adverb. “Not quite; very nearly.” — How many things do we “almost” do? I almost woke up early today. I almost got 8 hours of sleep. I almost forgot my friend’s birthday. Almost got the job. Almost ate healthy. Almost[…]

Float Like A Butterfly / Sting Like A Bee

*Okay, I lied. This post isn’t about butterflies…* As a little girl, I was afraid of a lot of things: — heights. — spiders. — snakes. — the dark. — losing my parents. You know, standard kid fears. — But[…]

This Little Light of Mine (With a Grain of Salt)

“Saltiness and brightness are not qualities the salt and light determine about themselves. They are qualities determined by their maker.” — A few years ago, I decided to give  She Reads Truth a try. It’s an online community of women digging[…]

Libertad

If you’re a smartphone user and you don’t have the Timehop app, I highly recommend you download it. It’s fun (and sometimes embarrassing) to open the app and see what I was doing on this day in history (or at[…]

The Ordinary Project | TOM RAKOW |

– Today’s Ordinary Project is a little different than past posts. You see, today I want to honor my dad (it is  Father’s Day, after all!) But because my dad is such a busy man, I didn’t want to take up[…]

Unanswered Calls

“Lord, make me content,” had literally just whirled through my mind as I was making the hour drive to my home church one morning when the dreaded ( ! ) sign appeared on my dash and my car took a hard pull[…]

If I Don’t Believe in Works-Based Faith, Why Am I Still Trying to Prove My Worth?

There once was a little girl whose hazel eyes couldn’t hide her carefree spirit. She was shy, but she lived boldly, never worrying her little blonde head with the opinions of others. (Her parents would describe her as having quite[…]

Grown Ups vs. Groan Ups

I sat down to write, but the words just won’t come today… It’s like hair in a drain, there’s a clog in my brain, slowing and stopping the process of thoughts from the command center in my head to the[…]

I Will Never Be Enough.

I hate vulnerability. — Oh sure, I like the idea of being vulnerable; of being understood on a deep level and being given a window into the darkest corners of someone else’s heart. — But being vulnerable is messy. It’s[…]