celebrating the power of owning your narrative
My bestie from the World Race went to Jesus on Friday night. Her name was Leyna Kathleen White. She was 30 years old. I first met Leyna at World Race training camp. She was edgy and funny, and I thought way too cool to ever want to be my friend. But then we ended upContinue reading “Leyna”
Why is it so hard to believe lies and not truth? Why do we accept criticism with an open heart and open hands but compliments with clenched fists and a grimace? Why do we let the negative thoughts play on like an incessant Disney theme but drown out the positive ones with the noise ofContinue reading “what if.”
I can rejoice in health and wholeness, physically, emotionally and spiritually. I can rejoice in this season I find myself in, of entering into the promised land, of breakthroughs and hard work, of the provision in the wilderness and the partnership in the promise.
I have been thinking a lot about timing the past few days (months, really). We always say “All in God’s timing” and “God’s timing is perfect” but I feel like we use the platitudes to placate doubt and not because we always believe them. I was reading the story of Hannah a few weeks ago.Continue reading “timing.”
Today I kind of want to run home to Spain. I still have friends there and their beautiful, sunny, warm Instagrams of dear Mijas make me miss it and want to be there with them. I want the clarity that comes from gazing out over the Med from the look-out and feeling the whispering windContinue reading “mijas.”
I’ve been thinking a lot about Emmanuel. This concept of God With Us. Of love come down. Of no longer reaching up and trying to get to God, but of him coming down to get to us. What a novel concept. What a beautiful truth. We don’t have to struggle to find God—he has foundContinue reading “emmanuel.”
Yesterday marked the 4th anniversary of finishing the World Race. This kind of blows my mind. Some parts still feel really fresh, most seems like it was a dream in someone else’s mind. I spent the bulk of today re-reading ALL my blogs from the World Race (yes, ALL 100-something)… This week has been aContinue reading “amen. keep coming.”
Today I woke up and I wasn’t all alone in a green room in the middle of the tropics. I didn’t weep my way through breakfast, get wrecked by a kind note from a friend, or feel the earth shake beneath me for 34 seconds at a 7.2 magnitude. I didn’t run outside and feelContinue reading “today.”
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