Oh, May. I’m so ready for you. I grew up celebrating May 1st by making May Day baskets. I lovingly decorated plastic cups with stickers and construction paper, fashioning handles from pink pipecleaners. I filled each basket to the brim with candy and popcorn, and secretly delivered them to friends’ houses. I love the sweetness […]Read More may flowers
You guys, you have to watch this video. This is 22-year old student Kristyl J. L. Smith, performing spoken word about the challenges she has faced living with sickle cell disease and how she has met and overcome those challenges. She is talented, beautiful, and rooted in a real, raw, and relentless faith. Her poem […]Read More when he said try, i said why?
If you’ve ever done a drop-by at our house, you know that there’s sure to be toys scattered on the floor, dishes piled in the sink and probably one child without pants on. And I think I’m okay with that. Because I can go downstairs to the playroom and be served plastic potatoes from my […]Read More quiet down, cobwebs & dust go to sleep. i'm rocking my baby & babies don't keep.
A little over a year ago, a friend asked me to pen a few thoughts, poetic in nature, on John 20: 11-18 (where it’s revealed that Jesus had risen). We hoped to put some music to it, but things got busy and the words stayed nestled in a notebook, completely forgotten until today. As a […]Read More evidence of a king: found words on John 20:11-18
Though I was born an orphan,Abandoned and alone,Enslaved and bound in darkness,Without a hope or home,The God of grace and mercyFrom his eternal throneOrdained to be my FatherAnd claim me as His own. That I might be adoptedThe Father sent his SonTo live in full obedienceAnd die for what I’ve done.Now through his resurrection,Through faith, […]Read More i cannot close my home.