May I never say I was once a singer,But only ever that I was and am. And may I never say I was a runner,
Believers, like ballerinas, must daily strengthen themselves in truth, else we risk losing touch with the source of both grace and truth: Christ and His Gospel.
Lately, my social media has been flooded with stories that present deconstructive re-interpretations of scripture. Easily skimmed, shared, and swiped away, the subtle influence of
My current favorite song—“Shape of Love” by Passenger—keeps popping up in my Spotify playlists and I never skip it. Its opening chords make me smile
In rereading the Book of Job, I once more find it both wonderful and troubling. Job is, at its core, a terrifying book: a man
I posed for this picture without really putting much thought into the words on the wall. Right now, I am where I want to be: