May God Move in Our Hurting Land
There is weeping over the land. Hearts are burned, shattered, and torn. They are tired and broken. A weariness has…
Continue ReadingThere is weeping over the land. Hearts are burned, shattered, and torn. They are tired and broken. A weariness has…
Continue ReadingHey friends, Can you do me a favor, please? If you have a sec. Could you check on your mom…
Continue ReadingDear friend, God sent you to our town when I needed you most. After experiencing various hurts and pains in…
Continue ReadingGeorge, we heard your cry for Mama! We wept as we listened, and we realized that Mama was also justice,…
Continue ReadingOde to the anxious friend . . . The one who sees and feels what isn’t said. The one who…
Continue ReadingI recently read something that resonated with my soul. It said, in part, that a part of being an adult…
Continue ReadingWhether it be sitting alone at a party or with a group of friends, it wouldn’t matter in my anxious…
Continue ReadingAs the weight of stay-at-home orders lift around the country, I find my mom guilt getting heavier. I’m an immunocompromised…
Continue ReadingI’m the friend who's moving on. It’s not a falling out, the friendship has simply run its course and now…
Continue ReadingDear old friends, I miss you. I miss you so much it hurts sometimes. After college, we tried hard at…
Continue ReadingYour comfort is not priority. As you sit around your family tables rubbing sleep from your newly-awakened eyes, remember your…
Continue ReadingDear twentysomething woman leaving Target, I have to tell you something. I promise there’s more. I saw you and your…
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