My Struggle with Testimony envy (1)

When I was 8 I hated my red hair. I didn’t want red hair. I wanted blonde hair, like Cinderella or Aurora. Their gorgeous hair looked so perfect, and I had mega hair envy. When I became a teen, I started memorizing verses about self-image and eventually realized God thought my red hair was beautiful and He made it that way on purpose. Eventually, I came to like it. Occasionally, people (be they friends or random hair stylists) have told more »

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As many of y’all know, I attended my first bloggers conference the last weekend in July. Heading into the weekend I felt very nervous. I didn’t know anyone who was going, I knew I was going to be one of the youngest people there, and I was worried about how I was going to get from the hotel to the church were the conference was held, since I wasn’t going to have a car with me. If you’re a part more »

How to be fearless fb

Heart pounding, I was anything but fearless. Taking a deep breath, I stepped off of the white bus with five fellow students. I glanced up at the tall tree with the orange flowers; it looked so different at night. Peering down the street, I took a deep breath. The house I was staying at during my time studying in Costa Rica was only a five minute walk from the tall tree with the orange flowers (if I practically sprinted)… but more »

DearFriend...

Dear friend, I feel like I’ve been MIA lately. Oops. I probably feel that way because I didn’t post on Monday, like I’ve been trying to do this summer, and because I didn’t send out an email newsletter last week… But it’s summer, and I have a gazillion things floating around in my head, and so I’m trying to give myself grace. What have I been up to this summer? Well, let’s see now… Recuperating from my mission trip to more »

Waiting for something can be super hard, so here are a few things to keep in mind for when you are in a season of waiting.

The gate slammed shut right as my brother and I reached the front of the line. Four year old Kyle stuck out his lower lip and proceeded to grasp ahold of the gate, peering through the wires at the lucky kids who were already able to enter the gate and ride the fun Taz Swings at this Six Flags park. His brow furrowed and he begun to shake the gate as hard as his tiny arms could. “Let me in!” more »