Being Broken

The difficulty of being broken, of course, is that you don’t work. It doesn’t sit well with us. We who … More

Where is home?

I’ve always had trouble answering the question: “Where are you from?” California with its palm trees and sunshine and crowded … More

Child, I am the God who sees. I see your anguish, your brokenness, your pain. I see each tear you … More

They say that the only 2 sure things in life are death and taxes. I’ve not met many people who … More

I always loved to talk with dad about hymns (I came by it honestly). One hymn that he and I … More

Happy birthday, my sweet Gwen. One month after losing my precious Daddy, my little girl turns one. My own finite, … More

It seems a little strange that the hardest thing to ever happen to me is something I can’t share with … More

There are some days where we get sideswept by the sharp dichotomy of 2 things: the things I want and … More

Sometimes, when you’re sick or sad or just not feeling like yourself – when you’re lonely, insecure, and just a … More

Through the window, blue and white lights twinkle. Tinsel throws glints across the curtains and turquoise and silver balls shimmer. … More