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how to have a DTR… [part 3]
I don’t know about you, but when people begin to talk about boundaries, I cringe. I feel like it’s meant to control me or put me in a box. Immediately I want to fight back and say, Nobody puts Baby in the corner! But once we realize that life isn’t a...
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...
miracles on the sea of galilee…
If I asked you to find a location where a man walked on water, caught hundreds of fish, taught thousands of people, and calmed raging seas, what would your answer be? [Here’s a hint: It starts with Sea and ends with Galilee.] Much is said of Jesus’ work on...
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...
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.]
