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“It’s crazy how much things have changed.”
I agreed and asked him what’s changed.
He motioned towards the house that’s been part of his family for 75 years. With that one arm motion I was supposed to understand the obvious change that’s taken place.
He’s five.
This is the kid who taught me [...]
iTickets said the concert was sold out. So I called the church. The receptionist told me the concert was completely sold out and hung up on me.
To say I was mad would be an understatement.
I’d been looking forward to the All Things Possible Tour (Mark Schultz, Aaron Shust, Jonny [...]
“I’m pathetic,” he said before glancing up at me to confirm or deny this proclamation.
It had been a hard conversation. We’d talked about shortcomings and how to fix them but in that moment he didn’t need my critique. He needed my affirmation.
I hope both my words and my face said, “No, you’re not [...]
I was beat. Absolutely beat. Every part of my body hurt.
My sinuses. My head. My arm. My leg. My innards. My brain.
I felt like death. It was exhaustion like I’ve only experienced by driving across the country alone. It was the kind of burnout where the tears just start coming and you can’t explain [...]
We laughed but we didn’t cry. And it was my fault.
Very few topics were off-limits in our conversation. The questions were pointed enough to go beyond the surface. Yet still I found myself unwilling to fully share.
Enough came out of my mouth to sound transparent but deep down there was more. More [...]
Joe Bunting was the first one to suggest it. Then Angela Aston, Stephanie May, Christine Niles, and others. Then Jeff Goins joined the choir.
I still said no.
I was not interested in the World Race. It sounded like fun but I did not want to [...]
Today I’m stepping out on a limb and sharing a piece of my testimony that I’ve never talked about online before.
I grew up in an only partly-Christian home.
My parents have both loved (and continue to love) me and my sisters incredibly well and I thank the Lord for them every day.
It started as a kitchen conversation while we munched on fresh-out-of-the-oven chocolate chip cookies after girls’ small group. The violinist in the youth praise band said sometimes during practice she dances when she’s not playing. The worship leader always asks why she won’t do that during the service.
I stood behind the merch table listening to the road manager tell me about each CD I’d be selling. He told me about the sound and which had the songs the artist was playing that night. I listened carefully and memorized this information to regurgitate to fans.
But it was all just words to me.
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It started as a decision of convenience: I didn’t want to leave my house at 7:15 on a Saturday morning so I called a friend and invited myself over for the night. From her house I wouldn’t have to leave until 8.
My desire for forty-five more minutes of sleep turned into a girl’s night [...]
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