Dear younger me, I love your flair.
Consistency. Normalcy. There was no greater gift in my valley.
Let’s have patience with awkward beginnings and recognize that, as in all things, growing solid friendships and communities takes time.
Sometimes it can be so easy to reflect on all that we’re up against rather than all that brought us here.
Is letting our faith simmer to a more comfortable, dulled down version really all there is? When I was set on fire at that retreat, I thought I signed up for more.
The first person to pray for us was the driver of the Mack truck we collided with.
We all play this game. What if I would have gone to a different school? Took a different job? Married someone else?
Suffering doesn’t have to mean losing hope.
My temperament test results have always been a bit perplexing.
Some people we meet change the course of our lives. Michelle was one of those people.