Healed and a Little Broken
Every time my knee hurts, I think the same thing: You should’ve kept up with physical therapy. Healing doesn’t always end when the surgery is over. Maybe that’s true for our hearts too.
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Friendship
Friendship isn’t measured by how often we talk or how perfect we are. It’s built over years of showing up, telling the truth, carrying one another through hard seasons, and choosing each other again and again.
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Transformation
Transformation rarely happens all at once. It happens quietly—in ordinary days, difficult conversations, unexpected losses, and countless small choices to keep becoming the person we were always meant to be.
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Love is Never Wasted
We often measure love by how it ends. But maybe love isn’t wasted simply because it wasn’t forever. Maybe every act of genuine love changes us, shapes us, and leaves something beautiful behind—even when the story doesn’t end the way we hoped.
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God and I are at an Impasse
What happens when faith doesn’t disappear—but certainty does? This is an honest reflection on loving God while wrestling with unanswered questions, silence, and the tension of staying in the conversation anyway.
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Showing Up
Sometimes love doesn’t look dramatic. Sometimes it looks like showing up again tomorrow. This is an essay about the quiet faithfulness that changes lives one ordinary day at a time.
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Then Live Like It
I am not responsible for forcing someone else’s transformation. I am responsible for mine. Maybe my job isn’t to make someone else change. Maybe my job is to keep letting God change me. And then live like it.
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