A Trail of Manna
I have long loved the story of God providing manna to the Israelites in the desert. From the utterly and completely dependent relationship it created to its very name (“What is this?”), manna has...
View ArticleRemember This if Nothing More
I can’t seem to finish my stories. Lately, I’ve opened my computer and sat down to write, and somewhere in the middle of an essay, I can’t find the story anymore. It’s not a lack of ideas, as I’ve...
View ArticleThe Place Where Something Becomes Something Else
“What about the zoo? I’ve been, it’s fun! You can feed the giraffes!” “We went to the zoo last year, Miss. We should go somewhere different.” It was nearly time for recess, and my third grade class...
View Article4 (Free!) Ways to Appreciate Teachers Every Day
“Happy week of teachers Miss H!” I turned and smiled and thanked the sweet girl before walking her down the hallway to make sure she made it back to class. She’s lived in the States for less than a...
View ArticleCarrying Hope (at the Mudroom)
My hardest days at work aren’t the days when my students are loud or disobedient or unkind to each other. Those days are hard, don’t get me wrong, but they aren’t the hardest. We have procedures and...
View ArticleConsider the Sparrow
The small, brown bird didn’t flinch as I approached. He sat, perfectly still, tufts of feathers standing on end, just inches away from my foot. Only his eyes moved, wide and sickly, watching as I...
View ArticleTheir Faith Has Made Me Well
He lays, motionless, on a mat. He is a burden to his family and friends, has always been a burden. He cannot work, cannot earn money, cannot even lift his hands to feed himself or raise himself up to...
View ArticlePainting by Numbers and Other Hard Things
Sometime over Christmas break last year, I was sitting at my parents’ house with my younger brother as he searched Pinterest for Christmas gift ideas. As a girl who grew up in a house full of boys, the...
View ArticleThe Stories We Tell Ourselves
It was my first time sitting nervous in the car outside the now-familiar house, the first time I would arrive excessively early and circle the block a few times, mustering the courage to knock on the...
View ArticleLeaving the Last Dessert and Other Lessons in Womanhood
At this very moment, there is a piece of delicious lemon blueberry cake in the fridge with mold on it, a quickly rotting pumpkin cupcake on the counter, and a plate full of half-cookies and crumbs on...
View ArticleThe Deep Darkness
A 14-year-old student in my school district tragically lost her battle with The Deep Darkness recently. Last week was National Suicide Prevention Week and this post has been muddling around in my...
View ArticleTo Those Who Doubt
Beloved friend, You are not alone. Right now, your doubts and fears may feel like some kind of personal failure, and that makes it hard to talk about. That’s okay. There are people out there who want...
View ArticleFor Sundays and Sabbaths
This post is part of my 31 days of Love Letters series. Click here to see the rest of the posts in the series. Dear Sunday, A few weeks ago, I taught a lesson on Genesis 1 to my preschool Sunday...
View ArticleA Pumpkin Love Letter
This post is part of my 31 days of Love Letters series. Click here to see the rest of the posts in the series. Dear Pumpkin, Pumpkin Spice, Pumpkin Flavor, and every other variation, I love you. I...
View ArticleA Love Letter to My City
This post is part of my 31 days of Love Letters series. Click here to see the rest of the posts in the series. Dear Nashville, It is so easy to love you in the fall. Your blue skies and crisp mornings...
View ArticleA Love Letter to My People
This post is part of my 31 days of Love Letters series. Click here to see the rest of the posts in the series. Dear People (you know who you are), I love you. As this is being published, Kathryn is...
View ArticleA Love Letter to Modern Medicine
This post is part of my 31 days of Love Letters series. Click here to see the rest of the posts in the series. Dear Doctors, Pharmaceuticals, Nurses, Hospitals, and everything in between, I love...
View ArticleFor the Love of the Story
“Daddy, read to us! It’s story time!” It was our nighttime routine- PJs on, teeth brushed, curled on the living room couches under blankets waiting for Dad to find his glasses and pick up where we...
View ArticleTo My One True Love
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways… I love waking up next to you, smelling your comforting warmth in the morning as I gently hold you under the blankets. I love rolling out of bed with you...
View ArticleA Love Letter To The Open Doors
I have a few friends who keep their doors open, whose houses I walk into without knocking or even feeling a need to announce my presence. I once let myself into a friend’s house while she was in the...
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