Where we begin matters. The beginning of our lives shapes who we are; it gives us the lens through which we will see and the value we will assign everything. We’ve heard the beginning…

I am now thirteen years removed from high school. While it very much falls under the term “many moons ago,” the memories from high school have not left me. There is something so unique…

We have now lived in our little rental home for five months, and it has been such a roomy relief from our close quarters in Chicago. While we loved every place we lived in…

During this strange time of isolation from others, I have been thinking a lot about the idea that “we were made from community for community.” For those of us that believe and follow the…

A few years ago, my friends and I were obsessed with the Donald Miller book A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. It was our dreamer’s bible and go-to. Something that always stood out…

I really thought my journey in “disorder” or “deconstruction” was coming to a close. That was until I found myself tasked with the job of finding a new church. Sure, I am not alone…

I am the type of person who loves to reminisce. I love the act of flipping the book on my little life and pausing. I even have physical photo albums to help guide me.…

I have a slight inkling there are more than enough Remove Donald J. Trump posts and articles out to keep us going well into 2020. My hope is this one is a little different, in…

I love this question. I love that my friend Erin even thought to ask me. It took me two whole days before I could barely form words to respond. Even then, it was garbled…