I’ve been told that I am called to lay down my life. Too often, I think I think of that in terms of literally dying, when it’s more likely that I am to lay down the life that I want to have or think I should have or even have been convinced that I should […]
Read MoreWhen I was a child I found one of those “My Name Means” cards with my name on it. It said that Rebecca meant “devoted one“. I remember that I had to ask my mom what devoted meant. I thought it had something to do with voting. I tried to find that definition again associated […]
Read MoreI want to tell you why an iced mocha with raspberry tastes like faith, but I don’t know how. I want to tell you about how coffee shops and parking lots became my sanctuaries and how I found little altars everywhere once I stopped going to church. I want to tell you why I’m going […]
Read MoreHi Friends, You know what I decided recently? I’m tired of living life like the good stuff is contingent upon external factors. I’m tired of letting the things that knock me down keep me down. I’m tired of being stuck. I’m tired of being bored. I’m tired of being lonely. I’m tired of being tired. […]
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