I’m no artist. I thought that was what I wanted to be when I grew up, but then I realized I wasn’t entirely good at it. Still, I appreciate art, and I just like to sit in awe of it. Naturally, I wanted to hit up some of the art museums here in London. The … More When you don’t know the ending
Several of you have reached out to me and opened up, and it has been amazing. Unfortunately, we’ve all been struggling with the same question: How do we get out of the valleys? Before I address that I want to make one thing clear: Don’t rush out of the valleys and deserts.
This post is for the empty, the broken and apathetic. Those who are tired and don’t feel like fighting anymore. Those who don’t see the light at the end of the tunnel and can’t even get themselves out of bed in the morning. I feel like I can write to you because I am you. … More A letter to the empty: the valleys aren’t so bad
Why do we try so hard to hide it? Why do I try so hard to hide it? Christianity is a funny thing. It’s a religion, but it’s not. It’s the most freeing thing a person can experience, yet so many people fall into a routine of dos and don’ts. It’s something that when pondered … More Being open in a shallow world
We were only hours from touching down in London. It was starting to sink in. I had committed my entire summer to working with a church, and I was beginning to feel inadequate. I have felt like the biggest screw-up these past few months – or if I’m being honest, the past couple years. I’m … More Dirty Windows