Alienated: A Christian in a “Christian” Nation

Maybe it’s because I haven’t been writing regularly for over a year. Maybe it’s because every week affords a new controversy to ponder. Maybe it’s because I am so incredibly tired of…

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The Trip that Changed Me

Nine years ago today I embarked on a journey that would completely change my life. I was a scared, excited, nervous 20 year old heading across the Atlantic toward Italy, a place…

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Praise for the Thorn

We all have a thorn. Really, we likely have lots of different thorns all throughout our lives. Presently, my thorn is depression. You can read all about that here. Like Paul, I…

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Keep Getting Up

Postpartum depression is all the rage. Literally. When people think of being depressed, or at least, when I used to think of being depressed, I didn’t think of anger. I thought of…

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My Year with Postpartum Depression

I never expected this part of motherhood. In the months it took leading up to my sweet daughter’s birth, I imagined so many scenarios. I imagined what she would like, how her…

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Year Six

Our marriage was really, really great and really, really easy for the first five years. Like, five years to the day it was so, so easy. And wonderful. And amazing. And every…

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Discipline That Hurts

My daughter is almost a year old, and she’s reached the point of testing limits. She knows what ‘no’ means, but she’ll still look at me and then reach out to grab…

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Words Define You

As someone who writes and podcasts, I think about my words fairly regularly. Sometimes, unfortunately, I think about them after the fact. But usually, I weigh my words. Especially when I write.…

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What Hurts the Most

How would you feel if you planned a huge event for someone and not many people showed up? What if that person was an amazing person? What if that person had saved countless lives?…

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High Expectations in Difficult Moments

Most people would say I have a pass. At the very least, they might say that I should cut myself some slack. Between learning to adapt to a new phase of life…

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