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On the Journey

On the Journey

One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice–though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop. You knew what...

Our Beautiful Braverly

Our Beautiful Braverly

I wish I could help you step into my world. I wish you could bike to work with me. I wish you could smell pork cooking over the grill every morning. I wish you could hear the sound of the donut lady's bell as she pushes her cart of freshly fried dough. I wish you...

The Tension of the In-Between

The Tension of the In-Between

2019 is a little rocky so far. I am stuck in this in-between, like a kid right before they go to college, like those days between winter and spring when our world can't decide which season it's in. In less than a week I will travel back to my other home, the one...

On Reminders

On Reminders

Earlier this week, my family celebrated Christmas together. The entire crew invaded my parent's house on Friday night. Cozy and warm by the fire, we ate good food and played silly games. The kiddos ran around and tugged on our fingers, begging us to play one more...

The Privilege of Being

I had been in Mae Sot a whole minute before the Father whispered into my ear, "Mary and Martha."  It was a slow morning, the first slow morning I had since leaving the States almost a week earlier. Kristy was on a short trip to Bangkok, and I was home alone...

On Running From

Stop running.The Father's kind whisper made tears fall hard and fast, mixing with the sweat pouring down my face. It was a Thursday afternoon on a particularly hard day for so many reasons that were difficult to even put into words. It was the kind of day that...

On Stillness

For me, there is a certain kind of beauty that comes in the stillness of the morning. These days, it seems as if the world around me struggles to wake up every day, like the sleep has clouded its eyes, like it's a kiddo rubbing her eyes to stay awake. Or maybe, this...

The Rally Cry of my Soul

I lean not on my own understanding My life is in the hands of the maker of Heaven Song lyrics are incredibly meaningful to me. I tend to latch onto words or phrases in different seasons, searching out the perfect ones to connect me to the Father. In April, I had the...

Always Together

Together. Always Together And He says, “Let the seasons change. Let’s do something new and Scary and Different and Unlike anything we’ve done so far.” He says, “Together. We will do this together. Always together.” In November 2017, my world felt like it was spinning...