The Boundary Lines of My Broken Body
This essay originally appeared on Calla Press Literary Journal. Somewhere between rage-cleaning the kitchen and a ten-minute tidy, I decide it’s time. I reach into
This essay originally appeared on Calla Press Literary Journal. Somewhere between rage-cleaning the kitchen and a ten-minute tidy, I decide it’s time. I reach into
Have you ever wrestled with God over a thorn in your side for years? You’ve begged him for relief. You’ve asked him for healing so
This post was written right when I received my diagnosis and knew very little about my condition. Since then, I have discovered that the outlook
I see a post on Instagram from another Christian writer and it’s so beautiful and wise and creative. Wish I’d thought of it. I’m not
I said “I hate my body.” The words came out like venom. And in that moment, I meant each one. It’s not even just the
“How’s your diet going?” Before my mind could muster up some Christianese answer like, “God is good all the time.” or “You know, it is