I originally wrote this article three years ago, when I was in college and going through a tough season of disappointment. I’ve waited to publish until now — because the lessons God taught be then were so real but painful they were hard to share. But I’m so grateful for those seasons looking back and…

I was sitting with six of my middle school girls from church the other night, sprawled out on the concrete steps out front of the door. The girls insisted on having our little talk out there, even though it was dark and we always get eaten alive by mosquitos. Sometimes they are quiet, but last…

Dear Father, The clock is ticking on my school year, and May is right around the corner. In some ways, it feels like it can’t come soon enough. School is hard and I’m tired. But I’m also nervous. May also means the end of the structured routine of high school and an endless world of…

One of my favorite descriptions of prayer is hidden in C.S. Lewis’ The Magician’s Nephew. Polly and Digory have been sent on a mission for Aslan only to realize part way through their journey that they forgot to bring food. Polly and Digory stared at one another in dismay. “Well, I do think someone might…

Growing up, my dad would periodically announce garage cleaning days. Whatever plans we had for the day were dropped, and all four of us siblings would troop out to the garage to start tackling the piles of bikes, sports equipment, and car parts that would inevitably collect. Toward the end of the day, one of us…

Hi friends! It’s been a while since I wrote. Life has been busy with study, work, and helping out with my college’s prayer team—with my family’s move and transitioning into a new place myself thrown into the mix. All good—but sometimes the sheer weight of responsibility, whatever the season you’re in, starts to weigh you…