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The Lord is calling. What’s your answer?
About four years ago, while Hunter and I were living in Arkansas, a friend of mine took me to my favorite lunch spot in town. As we sat down with our tomato soup and grilled sandwiches (I love a good sammie…), she asked me what was next for us. We were coming to a point in our lives that required many big decisions about our careers, moving to a new place and God-sized dreams. I mentioned to her Hunter applied to several places around the country, and I was going to apply to a few places in central Ohio, specifically a public relations job I was ecstatic about. At that…
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Hang on
Hanging on to what I know to be true: God is in control. I’ve white knuckled what I have no authority over for too long. It’s time to loosen the grip. “Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” Psalm 23:4 God is love. Resentment and bitterness do not look like the heart of Christ, the Father or the fruit of the Spirit, but clouds and reaps the fruit of chaos in my own heart. “Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put…
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What I Wish I Knew As a College Student
Ever feel like you’re stuck at a fork in the road and have no idea which way God is calling you to go? And that fork in the road you’re stuck in has about a million different paths to take? As you’re looking at all of your options, I know you’re facing the feeling of increasing pressure and overwhelming sense of fear of making the wrong choice and disappointing God. “Where should I go to college?” “What should I major in?” “Should I add a specialty?” “Which extracurriculars should I join and how many should I join?” “Once I graduate, where should I apply for a job?” “Should I move…
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Find Your Brave Voice
For several years, a Little Voice in the back of my head has been softly telling me that I should start a blog. I have wanted to create one since college and attempted this feat many times but have never committed. So I’ve held this close to my chest for several years. Whenever the Little Voice whispers loud enough to inspire me to write something in my journal or start carving out my own corner of the internet, a Louder Voice would respond to the Little Voice. “Don’t.” “You won’t make a difference.” “You can’t make a difference.” “You are not qualified to do anything like this.” And the Louder…
