where my heart and His Story collide
Note: This post was written last year. It's essentially my heart on matters of racial relations inside the church of America. I've been nervous to share, so sat on it. I hope where you disagree, it would be prayerfully or, at least, kindly. I don't tread into these waters lightly, preferring to keep from anything… Continue reading Race, The Church, and Listening in Love
First Love I knew him, or more like knew of him for two years because we went to school together, before we actually started hanging out and I'd begun to crush hard. He had a plain name and an everyday, boy next door face. He looked younger than he was and shorter than most. He… Continue reading First Loves
Do you know Love's way? The heart of truth? The promise of eternity, yet so much more? Before even. On this earth right now, even! See, I walked around a long time before I'd heard. Alone and groping. Never really hoping. Though sometimes laughing and always pretending while searching. Searching, for. the. love! Coming up… Continue reading Love’s Way (One Day)
This post is dedicated - first and foremost - to Jesus, Who is the love of my life. It's also dedicated to another man I loved, who showed me a lot about the way Jesus loves. At its core, it's the story of a wait no one ever wanted, though it's also a little bit… Continue reading In Love We Sat, Waiting
A look back five whole years ago now... College Move-in Day is nearly upon us. The day I leave a part of myself to begin the best parts of himself. And, by now, it may be clear there’s been a small struggle, which makes me wonder and ponder and ask, “Why?” Which always makes me think… Continue reading A Love Story: From College and Beyond
That's Just Ugly I wanna start by saying that in no way do I believe my words are needed at this moment in time. It's just that when you write your feelings, it's next to impossible to process all that's currently going on without at least trying to write something down. Anything, really. So, maybe… Continue reading The Ugly in Life and Death
Death does not get the victory today. In fact, death never has to have the final word again. Jesus is alive. And because He has risen, we can rise. Rise above circumstances and sadness and tangled messes of our own making. Rise above any fear of what may come or shame over what already was.… Continue reading He Is Risen
So, in the Fall of 2013, I gathered the verses below when faced with fear so thick I thought I'd suffocate. Yes, I even titled them with this same awkward title and inserted/used ALL CAPS on certain words/phrases. I needed emphasis and was trying to "preach" to myself. LOL. Anyway, I printed them and took… Continue reading Learning to Live in the Peace that Passes All (EVEN MY) Understanding
What to say? What to do? For someone who likes to write her feelings, nothing sounds eloquent enough and words seem pretty much worthless right about now. My prideful side, though, shouts loud at me to scream out loud to you, “Look to Jesus. See Jesus. Hear and put your faith in Jesus. Please. Now!”… Continue reading For Such a Time as This
Redeemed Ruth 