Stories about redemption

Hey Little Love.

A story to celebrate International Women's Day. Mine. It was written two years ago, as I learned to embrace the girl I once was and the girl I am now....

I Am Not My Memory.

It is no secret that I love story and find my most comfortable place in storytelling. To wrap flesh and bone around hope and let it walk in the...

The Lovely Lie.

I remember standing with the chalkboard in my hands. We were doing a sermon series about grace, and I was asked to share what that amazing grace had done...

I Know What’s Wrong.

I awoke today to the sound of chimes. They were on my smartphone, telling me of the things that need to be done. Now. By hour. It’s the weekend,...

A Word for 2014: Redeem.

Last year was a first for me. A nudge to select a word and allow it to be written into my calendar days with India Ink intensity.  The word...