I had my first real crush when I was almost 12. He played on my brother’s basketball team and whew! was he ever cute. It didn’t hurt that he could drop three-pointers like nobody’s business. Unfortunately, at that point in my life I was living in a TINY town with a whole slew of fun-loving…
I learned to worship by watching my mom. She laughed when she sang and something vibrant seemed to spill out of her. She would whisper words to me when I was struggling to learn music, struggling to find the right keys. “It’s all for Him, Tashie-girl,” she would say, “don’t worry about anyone listening. Just…
At some point during my third grade year, my family was sitting around the living room and my parents began discussing an upcoming trip to the eye doctor for my oldest brother. I looked up from the book I was reading and said brightly, “Oh, yeah, Mom, my teacher says I should get my eyes…
I still remember the way my hands shook. Never, in all my born days, did I actually expect to stand in front of someone I looked up to and tell them that I disagreed, Biblically, with what they had said. But it had been wrong. And I couldn’t pretend that it was right. Nor could…
I should have expected the question. She was new to our little group, her life laced with hardships. Poor choices, drugs, death. All of the fears and loss and addictions seemed to pile up. When she talked, I ached. God, reveal Yourself to her. Display Your grace and mercy in her life. And then she looked…
I’m going to blame it on Netflix. I shouldn’t really, but I’m going to. See, things had been slightly stressful. We have some huge changes taking place in our family. My brain was like, mush. And I was super tired. So one evening when my daughter went to bed and my husband was still working, I…
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