But there’s something in His voice that she hasn’t heard in — well, she can’t remember how long. Kindness? Is that what that is?
“We were thinking,” another continues. “That maybe if we carried you to Him, He would see you and —“
Why do I keep writing weird stories about my mugs? Because I love stories. And so do you—here's why.
StoryBridge: making it less weird when you see your teacher at the store.
Starbucks isn't always a career death-knell. Many Millennials are doing more than just making coffee!
So it's confirmed, then: I can run and I can write. Now I'm writing about running! This year, I'm running the Detroit Half-Marathon again, but this time for a much bigger purpose: Hope Water Project! This story first appeared in the Spring... Continue Reading →
Friends, Romans, Countrymen... (Hi, Mom!) Thanks for your patience this summer as I've taken a bit of time away from personal writing. Admittedly, I said yes to too many things this summer, and my website suffered because of it. But... Continue Reading →
I knew the story of the passion of Jesus and Good Friday long before I first saw The Passion of the Christ. I knew what was going to happen; I had read the very words of Scripture and imagined it... Continue Reading →
Hi, friends! Thanks for sticking with me through a short writing hiatus. I'm still working with Shattered Magazine (which I love!), and this season has been our busiest but most exciting as we restructure and trust God for what's next.... Continue Reading →
