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breathe details…
For seven years I was a lifeguard. Not like a Baywatch lifeguard or Wendy Peffercorn, but like a 18 year-old college student with leathered skin in a one piece bathing suit. I sat in a lifeguard tower watching over people, ever-ready to rescue or resuscitate those who...
wide awake…
By this point in our friendship [or even by my affinity for big hair], you probably know I L.O.V.E. Dallas. Yup, my love for all things Texas is next level and if I could be rootin’, tootin’, boot wearin’ Texan, I totally would. [Much to Matt’s...
a manifesto of sorts…
You know that feeling when you’ve been labeled? I think most people remember the deepest degree of classification in high school when labels were like signs hung around your neck: jock, nerd, cheerleader, band geek, class clown, class pet, class act. You don’t label...
simon the cyrene…
Easter is a time where Christians gather in cathedrals and churches and catacombs and communities to celebrate the miracle of resurrected life. As a storyteller, I loved when my dad would recount the resurrection story with the cast of characters: the brut Roman...
palm sunday and passion week…
Maybe it was because I read too much as a kid. Maybe it was because I have a vivid imagination. Or maybe it’s because I’m dramatic. Either way, I can’t help but read narratives of the bible and be carried away with the vivid scenes. I like the teach...
I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
