October 17, 2025
My dad believed in me. I wanted to be a writer, and he knew I could do it. I wasn’t sure how to get started, so […]
September 17, 2025
Mystery consumes schematics like heat on ice. Others paved a path for my feet then God touched white-hot coals to my lips.
August 29, 2025
The morning light slips through the cracks of my window, revealing fragments of a city that refuses to disappear. Every street corner carries a story, some whispered, some shouted, some carried gently by the wind.
June 10, 2025
One evening, readers were challenged to sit back, shut up, and listen. We were led to ask the Lord to speak clearly and listen to Him and trust that what He spoke would encourage and uplift us. As most of us know, keeping back a flood of thoughts in a quiet room can be rather challenging. But I somehow managed to still myself and my own thoughts, and soon found my mind resting in the space quietly.
May 27, 2025
Love is a risk every single time. A worthy one. One I have by His grace been able to go all-in on. When we love, we jump. We risk it all for the hope, the promise, the forever.
It feels like a miracle to be able to do this when you have been hurt mentally, emotionally, and physically.
To me, it reveals God’s grace, his mercy, his healing, and the tenacity He created me with. I have been told many times that I have a gift of love. There’s a reserve within me with which only He could have gifted me.
May 24, 2025
You see, writing theology papers isn’t just a school task for me. It’s an exploration of what I’m learning, how I’m growing, how I’m changing, how I’m developing as an adult human. So much of youth was spent regurgitating rote memorization and trying to make a grade. But now, in seminary I’m synthesizing and expanding the knowledge I’m gaining. And it is an utter delight!
May 20, 2025
This past couple of years, I’ve stumbled into a lovely way to reflect, calm, and breathe. It’s something the leadership team at my church has encouraged […]
May 6, 2025
Creativity is my day job. I mean that seriously – I earn my living by creating content in various forms. Editor, writer, photographer, and much more – and it’s all about putting food on the table and keeping a roof over our heads.
April 23, 2025
She was mine. This city. This place. This country I had dreamed of since birth. You can trace my desire back to my earliest school assignments […]
April 10, 2025
The guy from choir really didn’t get it. I’d lived in Chicago before – I knew the murder rate per capita was higher in Tallahassee anyway. And wearing boots? What did that have to do with Nashville? I don’t wear boots now. My location wasn’t going to change that. And I sure as hell wasn’t ever going to carry a Rebel flag.
April 9, 2025
I had accused her of misogyny – only ‘respecting’ me when I’ve been in relationships with men she approved of, as if this gave me personhood. She denied it, of course, but throughout my adult life, I’d seen the pattern. She only seemed to think of me as a “real” adult when I had a man. She wasn’t the only one to treat me this way.
April 4, 2025
Running was always my second-greatest dread; only a visit to the dentist outclassed running. In the most extreme of circumstances, I could perhaps have envisioned myself running from a dentist. If when Anubis weighs my soul I am found wanting, my personal hell will surely involve spending an endlessly repeating Sisyphean eternity running to a dental procedure.