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Not to Mind the Crying
I wrote this piece during my first year teaching, a time of stress and wonder and learning how the heart of the teacher has to expand and expand and expand without breaking apart. ••• On those nights When my heart is so full (Of wonder and longing and dreams) And it’s just too hard to…
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My People
My insides they ache, Like a quick stab of a blade, And I feel it As it stretches From my gut To the pathways Of my tears as they pour, Just one day more, Waiting and hoping, Longing and missing My people. • It’s like a hole Or a chasm, It’s ever expanding, Wider and…
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Heavy Light
I went to all the beautiful places of the world. I chased the light. I fought through the forests. I climbed to the heights. • And I found tears Welling up, Raising the rivers, Swelling the seas With more salt. • It was a lesson in contrasts: The ethereal, The mortal, Existing in one lump…
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Abide
I’m trying to track down what you’re telling me. I’m jumping ahead without being prepared. Before I can lead, I must learn to be led. I don’t yet understand your grace for me, Who I am in it, How that manifests in me. I’m not looking for knowledge here, But a deep understanding in my…
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Enough
In high school I dedicated a large portion of my time to a game called Bible Bowl. In this universe hundreds of kids across the country memorized entire books of the Bible each year and came together each month and all summer for tournaments to challenge each other’s memorization of Scripture. I had always been…
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The Problem with Silence
This recent season has been one of up and down rollercoaster emotions for me. As you can imagine, I hate this. I love the steady, the stable, the predictable. Life right now has little of that, which is ok. But my heart has been riding this wave and I’m just about sick of it. I…
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Awkward is a Prison
I was recently reading a book and the author said that it is prideful to keep our stories (the word of our testimony) to ourself. That to not speak up about what God has done in our lives is actually the opposite of humility, which is often the label we give this silence. And this…
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Scared Girl Running
Scared girl hears You, That voice inside her weak. She can hardly breathe, Much less speak. Scared girl looks round. It doesn’t look good Inside this empty room; She’d stand if she could. Scared girl gets up, But stands stalk still. Nah, she ain’t movin, Stayin right here. Scared girl steps out…
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Here we are.
Welcome. I’m so glad you’re here, really. I know that’s a thing we just say, but I mean it. It’s been a trip getting here for me, back to this space of writing, but I’m thankful for this journey God has brought me on to bring me back here. It’s always been a part of…