My thoughts
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Quarantined Thoughts
There we were: flying through the universe at a million miles an hour. Disconnected. Anxiety-ridden. Swallowing our self-help brand of Christianty, our just-do-one-more-thing-isms. Hustling. Trying to get to that number: grow our businesses, our churches, our income, our views, likes, and followers. Trying to be noticed. To make a difference. To leave something for our… Continue reading
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Life in the Preparation
I used to spend a lot of time writing, thinking, pondering, reflecting. Self-analysis was key to feeling whole and alive, and it has always been through writing. I could write myself down off of a cliff, out of the darkness, into the glorious light. God would show up and remind me that what I am… Continue reading
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The Slow and Speedy Birth of Raylan Emerson
It’s been over two months since my third child came into this world. I’ve been wanting to write about his journey here, but it feels exhausting to even stop and think about it. Maybe because I am afraid I won’t have any of the right words, and I will just write in a clinical, fact-only… Continue reading
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The Wisdom of Old
A sound mind is what You give Yet the sounds in my head are anything but kind Making me spin and jump miles and days ahead Right past moments of joy that would leave me breathless It I remembered to breathe in the first place And I know this must not be what You had… Continue reading
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Making God Laugh
It’s 3 am and I am 41 weeks pregnant. That’s 2 weeks longer than my first 2 kids, and those 2 weeks have felt like eternity. I’ve been having steady contractions off and on since 36 weeks which makes it seem like over a month of labor. In that month we found a new place… Continue reading
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Girl, Quit Washing Your Face
When I was a teen and in my early 20’s, I struggled a lot with acne break-outs. I felt ugly and embarrassed. I’d cover up with make-up, but those pesky pimples would always poke through. I tried different products: chemical ones I had to order specially in the mail, natural ones that smelled like hippies… Continue reading
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Winter Steals My Songs Away
I broke down the other night while rocking Wyatt and singing to him before bed. It’s a song I’ve sang a million times over the last decade or so, in different countries and different seasons of life. Maybe I don’t have the strength Maybe I don’t have the faith You brought me here in 40… Continue reading
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Viral Jesus
If Jesus came in the flesh today, thousands would stand in line in hopes of getting tickets to his sold-out stadium event. Waiting in the cold, shivering from the chill and the anticipation, hoping to get a glimpse of this high profile celebrity. After watching his Facebook Live video that went viral of him healing… Continue reading
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The Only Cure For Despair
Every human is confronted with the same decisions: believe the dark thoughts or cast them out. And I am realizing that intersection faced multiple times a day is really what makes or breaks a life. I am reminded again, you can have the whole world but lose your soul. Money is an illusion. Adventure can… Continue reading
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Rest, Child
When I was a child, growing up in rural New Hampshire, I always loved lilacs. There was one house in particular which had a yard covered in lilac bushes, and whenever we’d pass it, I’d say to myself, one day I’ll have a yard covered in lilac bushes. After growing up, moving to Texas and… Continue reading
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