There is something about reading another person’s words that sometimes makes us pause a little longer than we intended. Perhaps it is a sentence that feels strangely familiar, or a thought we have carried quietly for years but never quite knew how to express. We may begin reading out of curiosity, only to find ourselves…
Tag: being real
The Bigger Love
Some of the things we carry with us from childhood have a way of finding their way back to us, even after life has taken us in a hundred different directions. For me, one of those things is reading. I grew up reading a lot, a habit I picked up from my dad. There was…
The Last Letter
There is something about the thought of a last letter that makes us slow down. Perhaps because when we imagine there will be no next page, the things that seemed so important before begin to fall away. There is less need to explain ourselves, to prove a point, or to make sure someone understands every…
Entrusted
There is something beautiful about being given something and knowing it has been entrusted to you. Perhaps it is a little easier to appreciate something when we first receive it. A new job. A new home. A family. A friendship. A marriage. A person we once prayed for. In the beginning, we notice everything. Then…
Weariness Without A Name
There is a kind of weariness that arrives quietly. It doesn’t always announce itself. There may be no particular moment to point to, no single thing that can be blamed for it. It is simply there, somewhere between one ordinary day and the next, settling into the spaces where words usually live. Everything may look…
The Greatest Fumble
I came across a thought recently that made me pause: The biggest fumble doesn’t come as a bag. It comes as a person. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized how easily we can misunderstand what a blessing looks like. Sometimes we imagine God’s favor arriving as something obvious. An opportunity. A…
The Cracks We Keep Patching
On my last trip home, my suitcase came back with a crack. It wasn’t completely broken, but it was enough for me to worry about whether it would make it through the next trip. Before I headed back, I put some heavy-duty glue into the crack. Then I did it again. And again. I wasn’t…
Not Mine to Carry
There are things in life that hurt us in ways we never expected. Sometimes it is something someone did. Sometimes it is something they failed to do. Sometimes it is a loss, a disappointment, an unanswered prayer, a relationship that changed, an opportunity that disappeared, or simply the painful realization that life did not turn…
Somewhere in the World
There are little things that happen in life that make you pause and quietly feel grateful. Not the big, life-changing things. Just small moments that remind you that perhaps our lives touch one another in ways we don’t always see. Lately, I’ve been having one of those moments. I’ve noticed people from different parts of…
The Prayers We Outgrow
This morning, I found myself thinking about some of the prayers I used to pray. Not the prayers I pray now. The old ones. The ones I prayed when I was younger and life looked very different. The ones that felt so important at the time that I couldn’t imagine being okay without the answers…
