On a quiet night in Bethlehem, a curious plan was about to unfold. It was God’s plan. And just like any complex and moving story, it was a plan with moving characters and moving parts. It involved angels and shepherds and women and men; it spanned over decades and throughout generations. It was a story … More The Christmas Story
I remember it well. The sky was the lightest and most fragile shade of cotton candy pink, dappled with baby blue and effervescent yellow. The fog held close to the peaks of those wild blue mountains, trapped in the clefts and crevices like slow, low-hanging clouds. The white vapor hung precariously like it had tried … More Beautiful Storm (myATstory submission)
We each carry within us a story- a story almost too fragile and wonderful to be limited by words. For, how do you fit a whole life into paragraphs? How do you spill memories, both the sacred and the hurtful, out onto a page with hopeful honesty? When it comes to telling our story, where do we begin? … More Telling Your Story (memoir class)
Feel the sun shining down on you— its tangible warmth, its gentle glow— and know: Christ’s love for you is far greater, and far more real, than even the sun that drapes across your bare shoulders. This is your one true identity.
So many miles that separate, but let us unite. Let us be brave. Please let us be brave. In a whisper, let us be brave enough to feel. I ask my own hardened heart to be opened and touched raw by tragedy and injustice; to awaken from its comfortable slumber with widened eyes, taking in the horror. … More Miles to Paris
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