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”
My #onelittleword for 2018 is transplant. This word I received from my husband during a prayer service. We were split into groups and told to pray over the person next to us. We were told to listen for a word of encouragement from God to speak life into one another. Continue reading “Transplant #onelittleword 2018”
To celebrate our first week in China and the end of finals, Preston planned on taking us to his favorite restaurant. While I am not sure of the establishment’s actual name, around here, it is known as duck hot pot. Most likely, this is because of it’s infamous dish, and my husband’s favorite dish, the duck hot pot. Continue reading “W.O.W.! Duck in the Dark”
Last year, my #onelittleword was impossible. God spoke this word to me shortly after the start of the new year while I was sitting in a doctor’s office. (Check out The Archives.)
As I take time to reflect, I realize that I did not fully understand the impact of my one little word at the time it was given. We’ve heard that all things are possible with God; in 2017, God proved to me that they are.