faith

Will You Have Me?

When I was first asked to write for this blog, I immediately felt excitement, coupled with a twinge of apprehension. I felt excited, because I absolutely love writing, especially when I know it isn’t going to be graded. (Wait… this isn’t going to be graded, is it?) And I felt apprehensive, because, aside from grad

The Last Inning

It was the seventh game in the world series tonight, and since I now call the city of Chicago home, I thought it was my duty to at least watch one game. Now, the Chicago Cubs have been underdogs for 108 years. (And we think we have it bad!) Yup, that’s right, they haven’t won

The Steadiness of Faith

I was revisited today by an illustration I heard years ago about a ship and a train. My pastor was sharing about living by faith, and illustrated his thought by contrasting the experience of traveling somewhere on a ship versus on a train. As most of us have discovered, when you’re on a train the feeling underneath your feet is very

The Risky Business of Vulnerability

Vulnerability. Let’s just let that word hang in the air for a moment. I’m sure this word brings up different feelings and thoughts for each of us. We have all had different experiences with it, good and bad I’m sure. There is nothing like moving to a new place with new people, new job, new church…ok,

Keep the End in View

I traveled to Israel 7 years ago now, and there were so many things that I saw and learned that left a lasting impression on me. But there was one experience I’ll never forget. Our guide took all 40 of us to what is believed to be Golgotha’s hill, or more commonly known as Calvary–where

Living in the Tension

Who like’s tension? Not me. I would venture to say that when anyone hears the word “tension” we all cringe a little inside. I was sitting in my Group Dynamics class yesterday where we are learning as future clinicians how to run a group therapy session. The professor opened up the class by handing out

Life Lessons: A Strange Kind of Love

What would you do if your best friend who lived a town over from you was sick, so sick that they were told they had days to live, but you actually had the power to heal them? No brainer, right? You would jump in your car and speed over there to take away not just the

The Next Step

“Something happens when you feel ownership. You no longer act like a spectator or consumer, because you’re an owner. Faith is at it’s best when it’s that way too. It’s best lived when it’s owned.” -Bob Goff, Love Does I couldn’t agree more with these words. This speaks of a life all-in; feet that have left