When Desperation Calls out into the Darkness, Expect an Answer
I am desperate to find my place: Joy, community, peace. I am weary, weak and worn. My light has dimmed to a glowing ember, and I am desperate. Desperate to…
I am desperate to find my place: Joy, community, peace. I am weary, weak and worn. My light has dimmed to a glowing ember, and I am desperate. Desperate to…
Am I even doing any of the work you created me to do, God? Have you ever asked this question? Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve asked it repeatedly in…
I’ve wanted to be someone else at points in my life. Whether it was being better or different, I was rarely good enough. I longed to be a better: Daughter…
This past year, the loss of two people dear to me challenged my fortitude, faith, and feelings. While they lived starkly different lives, each blessed mine immeasurably. One gave her…
Fear seemingly stalked me as a child. Afraid of the dark, my bed was strategically placed against the corner wall blocking me in, leaving two sides open. I would jump…