When I sit down to write these W.O.W. posts, I usually know exactly what I want to say. It often starts with a scripture that I’ve read during a time of Bible Study. At times, God will allow me to live that scripture at some point in the week. Other times, I find that scripture tethered to some memory or story, and I draw strength from it. Still, other times, God will share such a powerful truth in his Word that no illustration is necessary. Continue reading “W.O.W.! Speechless”
As a teenager, I loved watching romances. Movies like Serendipity, Save the Last Dance, and Walk to Remember fueled me for months. But Titanic was my all time favorite for one reason: Jack Dawson. Continue reading “W.O.W.! Jack Dawson Paper Dolls”
I’ve been reserving these blog posts on Sundays to share intimate thoughts about my faith, interesting experiences and encounters, and all things travel in general. While I feel like I have bared my soul in many of my posts, this post has been one of the most difficult to type. Continue reading “Home for Me”
I missed my chance at being an honor graduate. Continue reading “Growing Deeper: Brave Enough to Question”
“What type of music do you like?”
Earlier this week, someone asked me this question, and I had a hard time answering. I like so many different kinds of music. I wouldn’t describe myself as loyal to any one type, group of similar types or even artists. It’s the songs that get to me.
Continue reading “Story in the Song”
A few years ago, my family experienced a deep hurt. Someone we called a friend, who we thought of as family, betrayed us. This hurt was life-changing, and it left me with a stinging bitterness that I thought would never leave. Continue reading “W.O.W.! What’s in a Name?”
You make my lips tingle,
Sickly sweet, and taste
Like warm fruit in the summertime,
The juice rolls down my chin.
Your petals float around my straw,
like the pear blossom in the
Announcing the arrival of Spring.
Their fragrance, foreign,
Yet, oh, so familiar.
Earlier this week, Preston and I decided to venture out, making a trip to a local grocery store. Before we left our apartment, Preston warned me that it would be quite a walk and that on the way back we’d probably have to get a taxi since we’d be laden with shopping bags. I agreed to the walk despite temperatures in the thirties (Fahrenheit), and we all bundled up to leave the house. Continue reading “W.O.W.! Culture Shock”