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As we age, do we grow more resilient—and then appreciative of life with all of its goodness and strife? Or do we grow more exhausted, the longing for heaven intensifying each day? Aging messes with one’s identity, for sure.
Who am I now? Who was I then? Given the truth of who I am, I can only explore through my distorted self; how do my age, life experiences, and wisdom affect my interpretation of my worth?
The three of us are up in the mountains, cedars and redwoods reaching toward warm October sky. The path we walk is wide enough for Mugsy, who, on her leash, finds every rustle in the shrubs an irresistible invitation to explore. We make our way to the lake, a wide expanse of deep blue and teal sparkling with ripples across its otherwise smooth surface, and walk out onto the dock, intent on getting as close as we can to the cold water without plunging in.
It was a delicious four-hour drive to our friend’s cabin, talking about family and makeup and wallpaper and God. I love her dearly, the friend who loves me and moved away and still comes to visit often. Each time we are together, people ask if we are sisters and we love it—leaning in close, hip to hip, head to head, and smiling ear to ear. I am most myself—the child He draws out and the woman He loves—with her…
The Uncovering poetry space in Loop Collective (join me as we create poetry as a tool to pursue healing for our hearts)
My poems and new debut poetry collection, The Uncovering
Color and Words (portfolio)
The Uncovering poetry space in Loop Collective (join me as we create poetry as a tool to pursue healing for our hearts)
My poems and new debut poetry collection, The Uncovering
Color and Words (portfolio)
Loop for Women devotional (free bi-weekly prophetic letters to you)
Rush Podcast: Holy Spirit in Modern Life (prophetic + practical one-year audio experience)
Flag Messages (prophetic message and practical exercises to jumpstart your week with God)
Loop for Women devotional (free bi-weekly prophetic letters to you)
Rush Podcast: Holy Spirit in Modern Life (prophetic + practical one-year audio experience)
Flag Messages (prophetic message and practical exercises to jumpstart your week with God)
For Women:
For Men:
Invention: Break Free from the Culture Hell-Bent on Holding You Back
Odyssey: Encounter the God of Heaven and Escape the Surly Bonds of this World
Rescue: When God’s Calvary Arrives to Deliver You From Quiet Desperation
For Everybody:
For Women:
For Men:
Invention: Break Free from the Culture Hell-Bent on Holding You Back
Odyssey: Encounter the God of Heaven and Escape the Surly Bonds of this World
Rescue: When God’s Calvary Arrives to Deliver You From Quiet Desperation
For Everybody:
Into this space I ask for Holy Spirit’s covering. I invite Him in. For I pray this place is safe for you to come and just be—a place infused with the love of God. A place to surrender and be curious. A place to not have all the answers. A place where we seek truth and, more than anything else, authentic connection with God. I pray we join together in falling more in love with God, and with Jesus, and with Holy Spirit. He has so much more for us—always more. And perhaps the words here will be loving invitations to jump in a little deeper to His love. For He calls you glorious, beloved, dearest, and friend.
Into this space I ask for Holy Spirit’s covering. I invite Him in. For I pray this place is safe for you to come and just be—a place infused with the love of God. A place to surrender and be curious. A place to not have all the answers. A place where we seek truth and, more than anything else, authentic connection with God. I pray we join together in falling more in love with God, and with Jesus, and with Holy Spirit. He has so much more for us—always more. And perhaps the words here will be loving invitations to jump in a little deeper to His love. For He calls you glorious, beloved, dearest, and friend.
Look up, my darling, look up.
When I hear Him, this space I’m in, at this plain wooden table, this window with the cobwebs at the corner of the metal screen, this soft rumble of washing machine, this smell of wet dog near my feet, I study the room, looking for clues for what is different.
All is different? No, all is the same.