God is a Midwife
I’m in the middle of my second week of training with GoMidwife in Bozeman, Montana and life is overflowing with the Lord’s kindness. For starters, this is the view I see from the living room of the basement apartment I’m…
I’m in the middle of my second week of training with GoMidwife in Bozeman, Montana and life is overflowing with the Lord’s kindness. For starters, this is the view I see from the living room of the basement apartment I’m…
A significant portion of communication between my fiancé and I is prayer. We don’t want our conversations to be merely dialog between him and me, but to intentionally involve the Holy Spirit. In this season of long-distance, that looks like…
Hello, my dear friends, family, and supporters! I’m busting this blog out of an unintentional, very long hiatus. Lately, life has been full with a whole lot of goodness, and I’m excited to finally invite you into it. This is…
I’m a dreamer. As in, my sleeping hours are often filled with vivid imagery and rich plots. Often, I perceive truths through my dreams in such clarity that, upon waking, I immediately jot down the dreams in my journal to…
Since I lost my dad to cancer going on three years ago, (I actually hate that phrase…he’s not at all lost, just not on earth any longer…) I’ve gained a lot. I’ve gained deepened reliance on the Lord as Comforter. I’ve…
(Firstly, a kind thank you to everyone who extended such genuine concern and compassion regarding how I’m doing after reading my last post. It’s beautiful how sharing things, even the hard and sad and messy things, truly distributes their weight, making them easier…
Most mornings I awake with a song on my heart. Most often a song of worship or praise, but always a song that has the capacity to shift my perspective. Occasionally, the same song internally plays for weeks, but often…
So often for me, the canvas for encounters with the Lord come through songs. There’s something about words partnered with melody in rhythm and cadence that makes my soul dance and my imagination run wild. A few weeks ago I listened…
The following is a direct excerpt from my journal on September 22, 2016. Context: I was living in a house with 43 other 20 and 30 somethings in a small Romanian village. Being surrounded by so many people and any…