shadowlands + silver glass

We are storytelling beings. Our lives are story. Chapters, sentences, written not just with ink and pen, but in the very fabric of our souls. In ocean waves and galaxy glimmers and sky expanses. In tears shed over terminal arrivals and departures, joys from laughter and traces of the lovely within the details, in heartache…

worthless worries burden me

It’s reached that inevitable stage of life, the one that finds you in your twenties, on the verge of closing out the college chapter. And the whole world is before you, filled with hundreds upon hundreds of options, or so they always seem to be saying. Possibilities so endless that it makes you want to…

take the world but give me Jesus

When you pray asking Jesus to make you more desperate for Him… …theoretically you shouldn’t be shocked when that’s put to the test almost instantly. It was the first Friday of the semester, January 2017, when the world seemed alive with those new-year rich hopes. You were sitting there in a chapel row, the rhythms…

Hello Hurricane

Help me see beyond this picture. Widen my perspective and view to realize there is something beyond this story unfolding. May I trust it even when I cannot see it and all feels like invisible pressure and silent terror stealing my heart’s blood + beat. Switchfoot’s Vice Verses Deluxe Album fell into my Spotify shuffle…

This Hope I Hold is My Reality

Today, as light filtered in stained glass and time-honored hymns rose in chorus, I cried. Today, I needed that truth more than ever. This Resurrection Sunday, I needed the hope of life forever with Jesus. A hope that is real and true, evident despite the tangled threads of life that are twisted otherwise, obscuring it….

strength + dignity + purple flowers

As I sit down to write this story, to let the emotions bleed out with the words, to capture a glimpse of heaven’s light in this hard season, all is quiet. The twinkling strand of lights glow softly like they always do in the corner of my dorm room I call home for eight out…