We all have our own secret language. It might involve childhood memories, a train of thought you’ve carried for years and never shared with anyone, or perhaps a book you hold onto that subtly affects how you navigate the world. They comprise part of our inner sanctum. October is part of my secret language. It’s more … More An October Kind of Life
True happiness doesn’t lie in your circumstances. It actually lies right outside them. … More You Probably Didn’t Know That I Am An Heiress
Friendship is one of life’s greatest joys, but also one of the most undervalued. … More No (Wo)man is an Island
I’m not going to be scholarly or florid in this post. I’m just going to show up and write my guts out. Words have been eluding me for months and they are finally FINALLY there. I can taste them again. I can feel them at the tip of my tongue. I’ve felt buttoned-up lately. Like … More hello, it’s me again
Lamentation is an unlikely candidate for both majestic prose and theological depth. By reading it as a piece of ancient literature, this renews our understanding of its cultural context and reveals a surprising message of hope. … More Shakespeare’s Unlikely Rival
Prayer is more like digging for buried treasure than wishing on a star. … More A Bit Different Than Wishing
If the truth has become unfamiliar, here’s what you need to do. … More What Order of Things?
“We are women, and my plea is Let me be a woman, holy through and through, asking for nothing but what God wants to give me…whatever that is.” – Elisabeth Elliot
… More Let Me Be a Woman
The response to fear shouldn’t be to avoid it but to learn how to confront it bravely. … More Go to the Mountains
