When I moved away for college, I decided I wanted to learn how to run. I never felt capable of running up until that point, but with all of the changes my life had seen in a short month I figured one more addition couldn’t hurt. Much to my surprise, I learned to love running.
Well, today is an Easter like no other. Today, we are separated; we are unable to be physically gathered together with our churches, friends and family; we are confined to the walls of our home. In this time of isolation, it has become very clear that being in the presence of others, especially being in
Psalm 46 (CSB): “God is our refuge and strength, a helper who is always found in times of trouble. Therefore we will not be afraid, though the earth trembles and the mountains topple into the depths of the seas, though its water roars and foams and the mountains quake with its turmoil.Selah There is a
Friends, walking with the Lord is not an easy task. In a culture that seems to be constantly bombarded with self-help quotes and poems and Instagram captions, sometimes living a life reflective of Jesus Christ seems like it’s the simplest thing in the world. But these encouraging words in Scripture such as Proverbs 3:5-6
Well, we made it folks: 2020. I don’t know about you, but 2019 was one of the wildest years of my life. I finished high school, started college in Chicago, delt with a lot of changes, and (if you read my post a few months back) have been on a crazy journey of learning
It’s been a hot minute since I’ve written over here, so hello again friends! I’m almost halfway through my first year of college and man oh man have I been learning a lot. As a gal who grew up in the public school system, transitioning to a small private Christian school has been a wild
Lately I feel like I’ve been spinning. Let me backup a little bit. Just a few short days ago I moved into a dorm room to start my freshman year of college 1,707 miles away from my hometown. Let’s just say, it’s been an adjustment. There are so many words and thoughts tangled together in
The other night I took a self defense class for the very first time. As a Chicago bound gal, I felt it might not be a bad idea to learn a few of the basics. However, to my surprise, the class taught me more than just how to defend myself in the world, but also
I sat down today knowing I wanted to write something, but had no clue what to say. If I’m being completely honest, my relationship with the Lord has been a little rocky this past week. I haven’t been in the Word as much as I know I should be and my faith has been shaken
The story of the prodigal son is really important for us. It’s really important because it shows us just how good our God is. Slow to anger. Abounding in grace. Loving endlessly. Compassionate. Awaiting us with open arms always. This parable tells of a man with two sons, to which he planned to give
