Where Passion & Purpose Collide
I spent most of my adolescent years aching to be someone else. Any body else. And while I can say that I’ve finally learned to embrace the quirky, awkwardly transparent, people-loving introvert I’ve grown into, I still occasionally stumble into that place of longing for the ability to behave or perform or create like another. I often struggle with comparing… Read More
Sweet friends, you’re in for a treat! Allow me to introduce you to one of my favorite humans on the planet: Bethany. I met this amazing woman several years ago through a mutual friend (our bestie below on the left), and we’ve been mutually smitten ever since. Bethany is wise, she is kind, she is hilarious, and she is insanely gifted. You… Read More
Yes, believe it or not, I am still alive. Alive and kicking, complete with jazz hands. It was over tea with a new friend a few weeks ago that I realized just long it had been. How long since I’d started this little blog, and how long it had been since I’d actually written on it. While it wasn’t intentional,… Read More
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I was reading in my Jesus Calling this morning about waiting, trusting and hoping, and how the three are intricately connected to each other. How they act as a strong chain, woven around the central cord of trust, connecting our hearts to God’s. And it reminded me how hard it is to rest in Him – to wait and to… Read More
I talk about sex a lot. In public, none the less. And I love it. As the demand for this particular talk has grown, and as I’ve bravely shared my own messy story, the regularity with which I get asked awkward questions has grown too. I love that part too. It has afforded me the opportunity to wrap my arms… Read More
Ever since designing shirts for Union28 several years ago, I’ve wanted to create more. I love the idea of fashion with a mission. I haven’t stopped thinking about it. But the burden of having to order the correct sizes in colors that actually sell, not to mention the upfront cost of purchasing stock – enough to keep the price down… Read More
It happens every time I tell the story. I’m right there. In the muck, in the shame. In the hopelessness. I can feel the grip of self-loathing tighten around my throat. My heartbeat quickens as the fear of exposure whispers; You are such a mess. You are worthless. You’re finished. It’s just for a second. But it’s there. So much… Read More
Homeschool, private or public? After breast or bottle, home or work, to vaccinate or not…this is the big, looming question. For some it’s a no-brainer. For others it’s an incredibly hard, perplexing decision to make, and a lonely road to navigate. Please know, right off the bat, what this post is not attempting to communicate. It is not my intention,… Read More
I had become an expert secret keeper. I’d been swept up so fast, and so young, in a whirlwind of self-destructive behavior that the only way to keep breathing was to keep pretending everything was alright. And so I built walls of deception and lies in a desperate effort to keep the world from seeing the real me. The sad,… Read More
I have never been particularly business savvy. Partly because I just haven’t a clue what I’m doing. Most mostly because, if I’m honest, I’ve established really blurry boundary lines. If boundaries at all. I have always struggled to find balance between my firm belief in the importance of generously sharing your unique talents and giftings with the world around you…and… Read More
I’ve been processing a lot over the summer – a lot of good, deep, heart stuff – and it’s been an incredibly liberating journey to say the least. Not always easy, but always good. As God has slowly been chipping away at the unsightly parts of my heart, dealing with misplaced priorities and my maternally-inspired anger issue, He’s tenderly brought… Read More
A funny thing happens when you feel called to pour out your heart and soul, raw and unfiltered, on paper and offer it up as a broken prayer to an equally fragile world. You feel brave and courageous. On a mission and absolutely determined to hit the target, no matter the cost. The euphoria that comes from actually accomplishing something… Read More
