• The Best Friday of All

    The Best Friday of All

    Good Friday. As soon as the clock strikes midnight, Facebook and Twitter are filled with sentiments reminding ourselves of a very dark day. Tetelestai, they say. It is finished. But what does that mean? What is finished? The prophecy of Jesus’s death on the cross? The Romans’ plan to execute Jesus? Yeah, those are finished.…

  • Praying for Pain & Everything Else, Too

    Praying for Pain & Everything Else, Too

    In this life, particularly the society we live in, we often find ourselves looking for a fix. Looking for something that makes life easier, something that makes it all just a little more comfortable. We seek remedies that will help us avoid uncomfortable things. We don’t want to face the possibility of being embarrassed, feeling…

  • God Doesn’t Speak English

    God Doesn’t Speak English

    2 weeks ago, I had a blank passport filled with nothing but my signature and an unflattering headshot. 2 weeks ago, I was running around town gathering last minute details for an adventure I knew very little about. 2 weeks ago, I had never been in a place where I didn’t speak the language, had…

  • 100 Hours on the Interstate

    100 Hours on the Interstate

    You learn a lot in college. A lot about yourself. A lot about how to function as a real life adult. A lot about how to get by even when it’s hard. I’ve learned a lot so far in Gainesville, and I’m sure there will be a post all about that before too long, but…

  • My Mess is too Messy for Jesus (right?)

    My Mess is too Messy for Jesus (right?)

    Monday nights are roommate nights. In an apartment of four people with wildly different schedules, it can be really hard to coordinate regular times when we get to hangout in a more intentional way than just gathering in the kitchen at midnight when we’re all finally home. So tonight my three roommates and I sat in Chick fil a…

  • Why My Coffee Habit Looks Just Like Sin

    Why My Coffee Habit Looks Just Like Sin

    It’s 2:16 AM on a Friday morning (although, most sane humans would still consider this to be Thursday night) and I find myself sitting at my desk, wide awake having already attempted sleep for the last few hours. But, not unlike many nights lately, sleep skillfully avoids me like the plague. So here I am… sitting.…