There is a man in Syria named Amjad al-Abdullah who experienced everyone’s worst nightmare today. I’m not sure if you’ve heard his name, but maybe you saw him scream and sob through the rubble as he watched his 5 year old daughter desperately holding on to his seven-month-old baby, trying to save her life. Did…
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Hidden Scars
This last time I was in Nepal I had an experience that has been sitting heavy in my heart and I just want to share it. Especially today when I was feeling real sad. There were about 20 new girls at the shelter we support in Nepal this time when I showed up. All victims…
the constant forward
Hello again, God. Have you missed me? It’s been a long time since I talked to you. I just had a sad, yet really awakening experience as I sit here and work at the office. It’s 7pm and I’m feeling pressure to do the million things I’m behind on that sit on my brain and…
Who cares about the Piano Guy’s daughter anyway
This post it dedicated to the Twitter boy who is sick of seeing posts about the Piano Guy’s daughter. Dear Twitter boy, I don’t know Annie Schmidt personally. The first time I heard her name was on the 20th of this month when the posts about her going missing started to circulate on Facebook, and…
the beauty of being weak
They can’t figure out what is wrong with my car. This has proven itself to be troublesome, obviously, and stressful as I am not sure each time if it will start or not. I find myself walking to my car going, “Okay. Come on God – I really need it to start because I’m going…
“Jesus hates your jeans.” An ode to church leadership.
I was hurt and sad tonight, but this post is not at all to hate on anyone specific or the church at large, even though this is about a very specific conversation I had tonight with someone representing the church. I hope with this post someone in that seat I was in feels understood and…
To Lily: How I Spent Your Dollar in Nepal
Lily is one of those people you hope desperately will be your friend and then realize gratefully that she totally will be because she is kind and loving to every human she meets. She was one of my very first people I met when I moved across town. She has long beautiful red hair and she…
it’s okay to be sad
I’m writing this to you because I heard you were sad. That makes my heart hurt for you because I’ve been there. I’ve been disappointed and cheated and lied to and lost someone who meant a lot to me and failed. But oddly enough, it makes me happy for you as well because every good thing that I am has come first because I was sad.
hi
It’s me. And I don’t know where this will go, but I guess the most important thing to do is to start, right? Isn’t that where it always begins? A worthless post to no one, but it has to start somewhere. It always has to start somewhere. This is that somewhere. be you, darlings.
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