Suffering
Where I’ve Been (Besides Substack)
I’ve been fighting for every word, that’s where. If you didn’t know, I signed a contract with Moody Publishing for my second book last fall.
The Gift of Our Bodies
Quick update: If you didn’t know, I’ve started a Substack. Going forward, most of my writing will be moved to Substack. There, you will find
A Thread of Gold Against the Inky Black
My little white candle flickered before my eyes as I joined my voice with the congregation. I watched the wax slowly glide down toward my
Grief Oblivion
Grief floats through the air like smoke above us, entering our lungs—a breath thief. I look around to see hands wiping tears from eyes, looks
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
Don’t Believe These Four Lies about Spiritual Abuse
This article was originally published on Core Christianity. The worship song lifted my soul as tears welled up like a dam, ready to be released.
Where I’ve Been (Besides Substack)
I’ve been fighting for every word, that’s where. If you didn’t know, I signed a contract with Moody Publishing for my second book last fall.
The Gift of Our Bodies
Quick update: If you didn’t know, I’ve started a Substack. Going forward, most of my writing will be moved to Substack. There, you will find
A Thread of Gold Against the Inky Black
My little white candle flickered before my eyes as I joined my voice with the congregation. I watched the wax slowly glide down toward my
Grief Oblivion
Grief floats through the air like smoke above us, entering our lungs—a breath thief. I look around to see hands wiping tears from eyes, looks
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
Don’t Believe These Four Lies about Spiritual Abuse
This article was originally published on Core Christianity. The worship song lifted my soul as tears welled up like a dam, ready to be released.