From May, 2019

I left the church, too.

For the past ten years, I have been working in the church and faith-based non-profit world. I also grew up in the church, making the decision to be baptized when I was in the second grade. I have loved the church and, for the most part, it has loved me right back. However, when I was about fifteen years old, I started to feel some frustrations. My once small church had become a mega-church and I was feeling lost in the shuffle. I felt like no one cared and like no one saw me; I was a number and nothing…

Reflecting on the Process

A few days ago, Corey preached from the book of Esther. He commissioned women to step into the leadership roles God has called us toward, and he challenged men to start calling up the women in their lives. As he spoke and shared a bit if our own story, I remembered something I wrote about three years ago. I was struggling to discover the kind of wife, mother, and leader I am. I was struggling to discern my gifts and who God made me to be. This journal entry is a bit of my processing. I dug this out of…

The Wilderness

It’s dark. Not literally, but no amount of sunlight or celebratory life events can seem to shake this looming feeling. It seems unending. You know the light is there because your life experience tells you the sun rises and sets each day; no season and no night lasts for eternity. But, regardless of reason, you cannot see an end in sight. You’ve been stuck here, waiting as patiently as you’re capable of, and now you’re starting to feel… trapped. Punished. Confused. Angry. Sometimes you want to cry, other times you want to scream. There’s no one particular person you want…