all the words matter.
It’s 8:45pm. I know because my phone buzzes, reminding me to brush my teeth. Begin winding down, Michaela. Begin acting as if nothing else needs to be added to and crossed off today’s list, the one you’ve made as the minutes tick by, the one where every item has been assigned the three stars of…
This smile is confident without flattery. It’s bold without bravado. It’s gentle. It’s comforting and strong. It’s contagious even when it’s quiet. It’s yours, not a copycat pucker.
But this morning
it’s unsettling slightly—just ever so—to turn south
onto Timothy Road…
We often hear the question, “How far is too far?” and it’s asked within the context of having sex. Well, there’s another question that we should, perhaps, be a bit more concerned about. It goes like this: What’s that stuff that isn’t sex that will impact my decision to have sex and the actual act…
breeds discontent breeds unnecessary attitude breeds a truckload of regret breeds this wish: that i never had to wake up to the knowledge that i keep on messing up time away is not time well spent time away encourages me to bad mouth encourages me to spit figuratively on someone else’s lawn encourages me to…
i’ve been missing my time spent with God so i hoped i’d wake early so i could talk to Him and read the bible and talk some more. so after my crazy nightmare was documented, we spent time in Acts 27. courage — my pastor always asks me how my courage is. hope — the…