I recently saw something in the circle of "Christian news" that I wanted to stuff inside a closet and never unleash said discovery. When there is built-in sin that can disgustingly harm and destroy people of the Church, there is something in me that wants to spread that news. I believe this traces back to … Continue reading Undeniable feelings, deniable God.
Facebook friends are the most awkward "friendships" out there. I remember sixth grade old me friending everybody because that is what you do as an eleven-year-old, I guess. "Hello person that I've never talked to but I have seen in our middle school hallways...we are Facebook friends now...even though I have no intention of messaging … Continue reading My foolish high school self.
I made this promise with myself and well, the world, that I would be spiritually and physically fit by twenty-two. You may want to read that first for context purposes. But here's the spoiler, I was incredibly physically fit by the time of my birthday. My lowest weight was an accurate measurement of the frightening … Continue reading Hidden misfortune, humbling catastrophe.
Feelings are scary to me. I like to bypass them when I can. In other words, I am twenty-two and am slowly learning how to express my feelings healthily. Logic on the other hand is captivating in my eyes. I love following theories and understanding the reasons behind unfathomable concepts...well, trying to at least. Logic … Continue reading The preposterous forgiveness of God.
"Hey, guess what, we misinterpreted the Bible everybody. We were wrong!" I cannot begin to tell you how much I crave and hope to hear that. As someone who wants to spread the love and hope of the gospel to this secular city and the rest of the world, that is something I wish I … Continue reading Uninvited thoughts, unavoidable temptations.
According to anyone, that's a failing grade. Yeah, I failed my final. I don't even have a valid excuse. These things happen. Welcome to a world where we have very little control. In light of the last quarter of my undergraduate beginning this week, I thought I would share with you a story filled with … Continue reading Eighteen percent on my final.
When I was in middle school, I allowed myself to express my anger unhealthily to my brother. When I was in high school, I took a shortcut and did not fully participate in the "5k final" we had to do for my P.E. class. When I was in college, I partially lived a double life … Continue reading Inescapable disappointment, tremendous glory.