Seven

Sunday is the highlight of my week, particularly Sunday morning. Because my home church here in Nashville meets on Sunday evenings, my mornings are slow and restful. I sleep in, make a large pot of coffee, and put on my favorite Spotify radio station (The Belonging Co”) while I spend uninterrupted time with the Lord. […]

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Charcoal Fire

As I’ve mentioned before, moving to Nashville was a difficult and weighty decision for numerous reasons, but primarily because of the regret and disappointment that had become synonymous with the city. For several years, I couldn’t even think about Nashville or music in general without feeling a physical ache. I suppose that’s what regret feels […]

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A Year of Bread

Breathing deeply, I place my hands on the cool patch of earth. I recall my youthful joy the day that I planted these seeds two decades ago, my heart filled with longing. Returning to this plot of land is painful; the sting of unrealized dreams runs deep. And yet… I pick up the small watering can […]

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The last straw.

“Moses spoke thus to the people of Israel, but they did not listen to Moses, because of their broken spirit and harsh slavery…” (Exodus 6:9) Two months ago, I switched positions at work – moving from a direct care position to an administrative role. I never imagined myself working a typical Monday thru Friday desk job, […]

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Weak, and proud of it!

Lately, I’ve been ever-so-lovingly challenged by the Lord to reevaluate where I’ve placed my trust. I decided to do an exercise that involved me asking the family member I’m closest with to describe me as a young child. The words in particular that were the most difficult to hear were “you knew who you were, […]

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Purposeful pain.

“Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak tenderly to her.” (Hosea 2:14) When you take an honest look back at your life, it’s relatively easy to pinpoint a season that seemed to be marked with pain, wanting, and even loneliness. It’s a time when you felt stripped down, bare […]

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Winter.

Uncomfortable. That’s the word I’d choose to describe 2016. My “banner word” from the Lord had been humility, and believe me when I say that was extremely fitting. 2016 was the year of extreme pruning and refining. I had to let go of a job I loved, the guy I thought I was going to marry, and […]

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Why do you believe?

One of my goals when I moved back to Florida was to read as many books as possible before heading down to Hawaii in late September (super profound, I know). I’m currently reading, and being incredibly challenged by, this brilliant book called Come With Me by Suzanne Eller. Tonight, I was reading through a chapter sharing the […]

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The Sun is Rising

Today, for a brief twenty minutes, the sun made its appearance in the middle of the Montana winter. Coming from Florida, the concept of not seeing the sun for several months has been a very bitter reality; when the thing that you’ve taken advantage of (and, in reality, taken for granted) is stripped from you, […]

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