Pick Me Ups.

I used to tell myself I was going to buy a bouquet of flowers a week (or until the last ones died) as a form of "treating myself." And by bouquet of flowers I mean ruscus, camellia's minus the camellia, or any kind of eucalyptus. No flowers really. Think minimal and green. I recently discovered that… Continue reading Pick Me Ups.

I Am But A Broken Vessel

I found it befitting to first write this rather than finishing up my art history lesson because of what a wonderful and celebratory day it is. I'm overcome with thanksgiving and overflowing with joy knowing that my hope is found in Jesus — the author and the finisher of our faith — whom has overcome criticism, fear, persecution, and most… Continue reading I Am But A Broken Vessel

He Who Promised Is Faithful

Everyday I feel as if I'm anticipating something in the mail. So much so, I'm the one who is always going out to retrieve it for the house. Almost everyday though, the ones where I want so badly to have something for myself, I get nothing. Yesterday was different though. I had forgotten about checking the mail.… Continue reading He Who Promised Is Faithful

Even At My Worst

You know that feeling when you get out of a car after being in it for a really long time? Like hours? Sore bum? Bladder about to burst? Kind of starving? That's sort of how I feel right now. Or rather, how I felt. Tired, unsatisfied, hungry — the list could go on and on.… Continue reading Even At My Worst

A Letter To Jesus.

Jesus, I need you. I am still tired and weak. I need your peace to fall afresh. I need you to hear my cry. Holy Spirit, come. Give me rest. And build a home. Every morning you'll hear me at it again. Every morning I lay out the pieces of my life on your altar and watch for… Continue reading A Letter To Jesus.

In the Waiting.

Over the last month, as I've sat and read God's word, I have never felt more adorned in grace — full of excitement to walk in this life I live. The joy that comes in spending time with the Lord is irreplaceable. As I lift my voice, songs arise out of my spirit. Songs that sing… Continue reading In the Waiting.