Suddenly I was slipping. It was on the freeway. Fear was a spider crawling up my spine, and on it's back was Despair. I turned up the radio full blast. Pop, Christian Pop. Anything to regain my footing. But I was skidding. That thing was coming close to my neck. I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm… Continue reading Diary Entry of a Panic Attack
People talk and think too much before doing, she thought, looking at the bound books before her and guessing how many more could have been written should people have had more courage and talked less.
I think about Narnia and its castles and creatures. The wonderment and adventure at every turn. Monarchs and their gown. Ah. Then I am stripped of the dream when modern life snaps it’s fingers at my face. The boss asked for the sales report. I give it to him and have another ten minutes to… Continue reading Let me daydream, already!
Because of the great love with which He loved us...by Grace you have been saved. It is by grace that I have been saved. By grace, only. My heart cannot fathom a love that is freely given. It has overlooked the prolific downpour of "I love you, come be with me as you are" from… Continue reading It Is By Grace You Have Been Saved.
She sits in her room and wants to meet the One her heart longs for. But she knows on Monday she will wake up, put on her clothes, walk to her car, and drive to the office filled with people who care about money and how witty they sound. Her heart is going to break… Continue reading Oh God, I want to go home.
The city of San Fran had left me weary and suffocated in March. My mind spun at night. Loneliness and coldness plagued my heart, so when the chance to attend a business trip and explore the roaming hills and lush green valleys of England and Ireland came around, I dove for it. I thought that… Continue reading When I Looked for Peace in Galway, Ireland…I Did Not Find It There
How an anxious 24-year-old insomniac falls asleep at night.
How do I even hope to live in a "manner worthy of the Gospel of Christ?" My ways are so naturally decrepit and self-seeking. I do what I do not want to do. I sin everyday and more yet. Vanity rules my mornings. The pride of life rules the evenings. And I come back to… Continue reading (Romans 7:15-20) Paul and Me