The Life of His Princess

Everyone has a lie that plays in the back of their head so often that they don't know when they started believing it, or where the lie came from, it's just a recognized fact. My lie is that I am alone in the world.  I don't think anyone ever told me that I was alone in the world, or that it was my job to protect myself from the universe, but it is most definitely how my brain has functioned for as long as I can remember. Wherever I've moved or whoever I'm around, this lie follows me. As I've gotten older I have come to a place in life where I recognize that this is a lie, and some days I can even not believe it. But still, this lie persistently lives in my head. I think I can say with confidence that this is a lie of the enemy that I will fight the rest of my life.  Recently, this lie has been winning more battles than I care to admit. Let me explain. You see, throughout college, God was pushing me and molding me. Part of this molding was le...

One year ago this weekend I graduated from college. This weekend I sit at the other end of a video chat observing graduation from over 1,000 miles away. I'll be honest and admit that I teared up when they sang the Alma Mater, it caused me to realize just how much I miss these people and how proud I am of my friends. It also caused  me to reflect back on my own graduation one year ago. If you had told me a year ago that I would be living in the woods and would have spent my week covered in mud, living in the rain and moving piles of dirt for out-of-groups, I think I would have laughed in disbelief. If you had told me that I would absolutely love my job, even with the days that bring me to tears in frustration and stress, I would have wondered what you were talking about. You see, a year ago I didn't know what I was doing (not that I really do now). I graduated from college with a foggy idea of what was next and what I wanted to do. I was going to be working as a waitress, ...

Such a short verse that often gets lost in the Easter story. As we read through the Easter story in Luke, I think that often we skim verses because we know the story so well. We know who went to the tomb first, who saw Jesus first, what their reactions were, and the responses of all the disciples. We know this. But as I read the Easter story in church a few weeks back a verse stood out to me that I know I've just overlooked in the past. I mean, I knew the verse, it wasn't a new verse in any means. But this time I actually stopped and read  the verse. " And they Remembered His Words ." - Luke 24:8 How often to I forget His words? How often do I make it through an entire day and not think of His words? I can't give you a count, but I can tell you that It is way more often then it should be. I can't even begin to count the number of times in church alone that I find myself thinking of the last time I sang a certain hymn and sad memories behind it...