One Instant Doesn’t Define You

One Instant Doesn't Define You

Like most, I try to shake mistakes off and move on. I like to offer other human beings the benefit of the doubt: maybe that guy who just cut me off has a in-labor wife, maybe that snippy comment stemmed from a sleepless night, maybe my friend is too busy to text me back. Some days, I pick up litter and keep up with the news with TheSkimm. But sometimes, I don’t even realize that my thinking has gotten a little whacked...
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It’s More About What God HASN’T Done

It's More About What God HASN'T Done

The milk frother screamed behind me as it heated liquid to foam, and the cash register drawer rolled open. Conversations wove between the soft pop music. I sat at a vintage table across from a new friend, brainstorming a piece of her writing. Clutching my chai in its tall green mug, I stared at the creamy pattern in the top of the drink. “So how’s that going anyway?” Such a simple question. Why was it so hard to answer? And how...
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My Grandmother’s Art Class

If any of you grew up with me, you’ll remember how difficult I was…stubborn, fierce, turbulent, rude, and pig-headed. Probably explains why I have so few friends from childhood (those of you who stuck around, thank you). Recently, I’ve been researching painting for a novel series that I’m working on, and while paging through one of the research materials, I remembered the story below from one of my art classes. “Barbara, mix a little water into the paint.” My grandmother...
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Confessions of a Mean Girl

I’m a mean girl. Have you watched Lindsey Lohan in Mean Girls? I was homeschooled so I always kind of thought that I was just the victim around here. Imagine my shock when I found myself wearing a t-shirt proclaiming, “We wear pink on Wednesdays.” Okay, okay. That didn’t happen. See, here’s my hope. I hope that I’m living a good life. A life that points to Jesus and reflects him to the best angle possible (we all know that...
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April Break: Be Back Soon!

Friends, I didn’t really mean to take April off, but I think this is what needs to happen. You see, I’m in the midst of a huge transition, and I want to be completely and totally present with the people I’m with right now. It’s one of the best gifts I can give. But I haven’t forgotten this tiny space of inter-web. I have a lot of ideas bouncing around my head. I’m hoping to do some tidying around here....
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Searching for Sustainability

A sustainable life. This has been a key concept and thought to me recently. I want to live a life that is sustainable for me (that will help me be available to my community at my best self), emotionally, spiritually, physically, mentally….all the lys. As a 20-something woman, I’m still trying to figure out what that looks like. Naturally, I want to work hard for my dreams, but I want to play hard, too. What’s the balance? I want to...
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A Tribute to Grandmother Betty

Grandma, when I first think of you, I think of everything soft, sweet, and lovely. I think of summer days waiting for your motor home to turn the corner of our dead end street. I think of sitting outside with makeshift easels in our front yard as you taught my siblings and me. I think of how your skin is the softest, and your fingers the gentlest when you stroked my hair or held my hand. And yet, the softness...
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Long Distance Relationships: Friendships

Long distance relationships (the romantical type) get a lot of traffic. For good reason! LDRs take a lot of work, with some succeeding and others just splatting. But I’m not here to talk about those. Actually, I’d rather talk about friendship and the art of caring for friends that are far from you. For six months now, I’ve been long distance by oceans and time zones with everyone that I’ve ever cared for. But being far from loved ones is not really...
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When You Feel Thin With Nothing Else To Give

Have you ever felt thin? I’m not talking about physically thin or a tummy-devoid-of-food thin. I’m speaking of being stretched so tightly from one thing to the other that you are certain that you will tear soon. That there is no more wiggle room, just tight thinness. I am a hollow person walking. Skin on bones hiding the empty. And then, there is the world with its aches and pains, crying out for humanity to rise up to care for...
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Venice Dreaming

A few weeks ago, I received the best kind of email. Hey, I’m going to be in Venice for a couple of days. The hotel’s already booked. All you have to do is get there. Now, if that’s not a dream come true, I don’t really know what is! I don’t think I need to tell you how I responded to that email, but I’ll give you a hint: lots of exclamation points and emoticons with huge smiles. So I’m...
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