When You Feel Ill-Equipped to Lead Others into a Deeper Faith

The year I turned 24, I spent an unreasonable amount of time debating what color my hair should be. I indulged a mild obsession with the TV show Friends and regularly debated the merits of a Ross-and-Rachel combination. I quit my nursing job with good friends, sweet patients, and flexible hours to … [continue]

An Unlikely Friendship

We met when she still wore a thin gold band on her left ring finger. I sat next to her in the only seat available at the crowded table, not realizing from that point on, my life would be better because she was in it. As we sat in the restaurant surrounded by women who already knew one another, she … [continue]

On Motherhood and Living in the Present

As I shuffled through seventeen years of memories captured on film, her doe eyes followed me from photograph to photograph. So did her smile--gap-toothed, then crooked, braced, and at last, perfectly straight. I discovered her all over again--at two years old, at ten, at sixteen. A highlight reel of … [continue]

Why We Need Each Other on the Broken Road

"In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back."~ Albert Camus Winter possesses its own spare beauty. … [continue]

A Companion for the Broken Road

I lay awake in bed, and a small grief opened like a night blooming flower. I found the well of skin between my husband's collarbone and his shoulder, and I lay my head there, his solid warmth a comfort. The flower of grief continued to bloom. I dreamt terrible dreams. I woke in the middle of the … [continue]