A few weeks ago, I found myself wondering what my life would be like if I lived somewhere else. I've lived in Dallas (or surrounding cities) for 10 years, and I love it, but I also love the beach. And mountains. And trees. And it'd be fun to try something new and different. I even … Continue reading Queso, tribes, and community
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Six months
Six months ago I started working at HPPC. It's a place and group of people I love more every day and I'm so thankful to serve there. Eight months ago I was more than ready and willing to leave the church behind. I was tired and I was hurting. I loved Jesus but His people … Continue reading Six months
God’s will and my autonomy
As a Christian, I have been taught that God has a plan for my life. And, if we're taking Scripture out of context, I've been directed to Jeremiah 29:11 just in case I doubted. "For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans … Continue reading God’s will and my autonomy
Chase your joy
OH THE FEELS. I just LOVE Disney. Not the Disney Channel -- that's lame. But, Walt Disney World. I'm sure I'd love Disneyland, but I haven't made it West, yet. Soon! The music. The atmosphere. The nostalgia. The Mickey shaped escape from reality that is always covered in sprinkles and chocolate. I don't know, but … Continue reading Chase your joy
Paradigm Shift
I'm not sure if it's just me or not. It very well could be just me. But it very well could be others, too. I had a bit of an epiphany in my therapy session today. Of course it was at the absolute last minute, so we didn't flesh it out very much, but, it … Continue reading Paradigm Shift
The Quarter Life Quasi-Crisis
I'm a part of a private (though extremely LARGE) group on Facebook that focuses on chasing one's dream. Or, as they say, "hustling". Great. Hustle is awesome. I know how to hustle. Softball days taught me to never be the last on or off the field. Band days taught me to practice well and often … Continue reading The Quarter Life Quasi-Crisis
The unbearable shroud of shame
The weight of the shroud around me is constricting. It's confounding. It takes reality and distorts it for a lesser truth. I've "lived" my life in the shadow of shame. Not even shame of what I've done, but shame of who I am. I am filled with shame of my thoughts. My words. My actions. … Continue reading The unbearable shroud of shame
Emilee. . .It’s only water.
I sat down at my computer to create an ad for my Chorale. . .so, naturally, I thought now would be a great time to write a blog. My junior year in high school I had one of the best teachers I've ever had. Mrs. Andes taught AP US History and I can still sing … Continue reading Emilee. . .It’s only water.
That’s kinda scary.
I used to think I wasn't afraid of anything. Except tornadoes and house fires. And snakes. But it turns out that I'm afraid of just about everything. Failing. Being lonely. Being with people (sometimes. Depends on the situation). Being wrong. Being annoying. (Oops.) Being rejected. Being unwanted. Fear is powerful. It is strong. It is … Continue reading That’s kinda scary.
You’re a Horcrux, Harry.
I just finished reading the Harry Potter series for the first time. It was an incredible journey of love, friendship, and sacrifice and I can't wait to read it again, but something that happened in the end of the final book made me think. Hard. If you haven't read the story, I'll catch you up … Continue reading You’re a Horcrux, Harry.
The Messy Faithful 