Just Look

I'm sure I've written something similar before. Something along these same lines. I know, because I remember crying out to Him, asking Him "why" over and over again. I already know the answer. And I'm sort of grateful for that. Because I'm not in this place of wondering anymore. Because I know. I think back …

Lesson Learned

Because I learned something today. Something big. From someone small. It started on the way home from school. "Someone called me ugly today," she told me from the backseat. "Oh yeah? What happened?" I pretended not to be upset, but inside I was fuming. Thinking of all the things I would say to this person. …

Cardigan

Because I was that girl. Because I can still remember the first time a man put his hands on me. I remember the way it felt. I remember the way it made me feel. And I remember thinking he wouldn't do it again. But I was wrong. Because I was the girl who swore up …

Impossible

Because this morning I woke up with a thousand things on my mind. He wasn't one of them. Completely stressed out. Full of worry. With a to-do list a mile long. And yet, He insisted I come spend some time with Him. ‘The rest of the world can wait,’ He said. I fought His calling …

Here I Am

Because I can still remember all the prayers I thought you forgot. The nights I spent crying. Asking you what I did to deserve any of this. Because I was miserable. I was lonely. And because I felt forgotten. But then here I am. And I am only here because of You. Because you pursued …

With You

I will not make this tragedy about me.  I will not make it about my beliefs.  I will not make it my platform to take my stance.  Because I think that's the problem.  The sense of self.  This pride and sense of entitlement to be right.  To be heard.  To be sure that everyone knows …

All Wrong

Y'all, I think I've been doing it all wrong.  Let me start off by asking you the same question someone asked me.  "Why do you go to church on Sunday morning?"  I didn't even have to think about the answer.  I go because it's what I do. I go because of how I feel when …

Caught

My sin finally caught up with me. I'm not sure how long I thought I could outrun it. Out smart it. And, well, just ignore it. But I tried. I tried really hard.But it finally caught up with me. I expected an outrage. Punishment. I expected to be shamed. Hated. And so I hid. I hid for a long time. I hid behind …

Lost

Since when did it become so hard to pray?  I am lost, y'all. Completely lost.  So without getting into a lot of detail I will tell you that something happened. I did something and it changed everything.  I am being hard on myself. Too hard according to some. And not hard enough according to others.  …