I have been reminded the past few weeks, especially the past few days,  what it looks like to live a life of audacious faith. To take risks. To put things into action. I am terrible at this. I am a thinker, not so much a doer. I can philosophize and contemplate something to death. I… Continue reading

Seven years ago yesterday, I arrived in Texas. I was eighteen, leaving behind everything I knew to spend a year of my life learning more about God and who I was.  My plan was to stay a year, and go back to the North. After all, I was an East Coast girl all the way.… Continue reading

Write It Down The year began, slowly, not with a bang as in some new years past, but with a slow contentedness. I was  sick, so the trip to Nashville we had planned was canceled, so I stayed in Texas with Jean-Thomas. I returned to YWAM Woodcrest to begin the writing school. I was assistant… Continue reading

I know what you are thinking: the title of this blog is dripping with Christmas cheer. I thought so too. If you know anything about me, the way I write may start out slightly depressing sounding but turns out hopeful. This may or may not be that. Every year, I hope that I can see… Continue reading

When I traveled across China a few years ago, I stood at the point where the historically famous Silk Road starts. The Silk Road was known for bridging the polar opposites of the West and the East together through trade. I thought about how I came on that trip hoping to change someone’s life, and… Continue reading

Every once in awhile, I like to write a list of what  I am currently thankful for. I know it’s a little early for thanksgiving, no matter, it’s more about perspective on how blessed my life is. So, here goes in no particular order. Sitting on my futon in the evening drinking earl gray tea… Continue reading

My life has typically been nothing but typical. I can’t understand some things, but I know whatever I understand that matters is not even understood by my head anyways. I know that I, like every other human being in the world is not completely together, in pieces, broken. Things are missing: who I am  is… Continue reading

“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.” (John Donne) Lately, I ride my bike to work, slowly. Pacing myself over large bumps in the sidewalk. Counting squirrels, feeling the morning coolness. Wishing leaves would turn brilliant colors instead of just fading to crackling dead brown. I… Continue reading

I am sitting in a Panera, down the road from Six Flags, close to the new neighborhood I will be inhabiting in a week and a half. Arlington, TX. This northern girl has finally caved in. When I decided to attend Teen Mania after High School. I never imagined I would in Texas, three ministries… Continue reading

“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” Jack Kerouac This Kerouac quote has been my mantra since I first lived on a bus 5 years ago. I have an increasingly unquenchable wanderlust.  Part of it is my love for adventure,… Continue reading