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Made to Feast.

I always told myself that I’d never be Christian who’d read a devotional over their Bible. Those were for baby Christians, or for people who were obviously prioritizing other things in their life since they weren’t devoting legitimate time to reading Gods word. I was the geek who used a Bible journal. I studied books …

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Hello God!

It was Sunday at last, my one day off. My sister and brother in law and MY PRECIOUS BABY NIECE (sorry, I can’t help but get excited about that little booger) were coming over after church. I was going to stay at home all day, and wear comfortable clothes, and eat yummy food, and snuggle …

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When Winter Stays…

Seasonal depression. It’s real. Although I’ve never been diagnosed with it and I can’t say for certain that I’ve experienced it, I think I have at least an inkling of a feeling of what its like. The Winter season is hard for me sometimes. I hate the feeling of being cooped up inside, I hate …

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w a s t e l a n d.

For days I’d been living in a wasteland.My heart was tired. My spirit was spent. I had wandered from the refuge of the promised landand I was dying of thirst. God looked down on me with his arms crossed.“My child, aren’t you tired of living this way?Aren’t you ready to come home?” But I refused …