#Fashion for a week: 7 looks I’m trying

I feel so haphazard when I dress for work in the morning. I don't stress much, which is a good thing. But I used to put more thought into what I wore, tried to make it more "me". But that meant no planning. I would wake up and see if I felt like an artist … Continue reading #Fashion for a week: 7 looks I’m trying

#NewMusicMonday: Anna Meredith

Goosebumps, tingles and sheer awe: my reaction to today's featured musical presentation. Let's get this out of the way: you've never seen anything quite like this before. Unless you've already seen this extraordinary performance. Meet Anna Meredith, composer and performer. As the composer in residence with the BBC Scottish Symphony Orchestra, Anna's usual creations are … Continue reading #NewMusicMonday: Anna Meredith

These stories pump water

I love brand new ideas, really good ones I wish I thought of. Don't you? Well, here's one for you. Have you heard of CausePub yet? If you haven't, you're about to. I just wrote a story for CausePub, an organization creating books for a cause through group-publishing. [Click here to read the story and … Continue reading These stories pump water

I am the opposite of me

I am a paradox. And so are you. We are clean and shiny in some areas of ourselves, yet disheveled disasters in others. The real estate of our souls and our yards is impeccable from one angle, and painfully unkempt from another. How is it that we can live with coexisting brilliance and ignorance, with generous … Continue reading I am the opposite of me

No one notices the pillars

No one notices the pillars. Take a look at the White House. The facade, the grandeur, the elegance, the sweeping landscape. The protesters in front. You can feel the history. But you probably walk right past the pillars. They cast a lovely shadow, create an ambience to be experienced, but so often we look right through them while they stand at … Continue reading No one notices the pillars

A squishy, floaty, sturdy, heavy thing called Love

Only the things done in love matter. Only the things done in love weigh enough to stamp eternity. Everything else just floats off the surface as vapor. It's not the act. It's the intent. Love might wear you out, but it doesn't get tired that easily. Love lets you be where you are right now, … Continue reading A squishy, floaty, sturdy, heavy thing called Love

#NewMusicMonday: Laura Marling

I don't know what to do with Laura Marling. She is so deceptively deep. I say deceptive because look at her. She's angelic, the golden hair and giant blue eyes, staring off above you into another world. And she is only 23. She shouldn't have this kind of experience, the kind she crams into her … Continue reading #NewMusicMonday: Laura Marling

I am Jesus’ awkward friend

In college, it was getting easy. I finally figured out how to make friends, not talk too much or make people feel uncomfortable around me. And aside from the tumultuous relationships and the general self-loathing, my relationship with God felt relatively sturdy too. In the mornings, I propped up my pillow behind my head, then … Continue reading I am Jesus’ awkward friend

Unblock your writer

"I write in terror. I have to talk myself into bravery with every sentence, sometimes every syllable." –Cynthia Ozick "Don’t simply tell me that faith saves you, tell me how it almost failed you, too. Don’t tell me about love, speak of your passion. Don’t tell me you’re hurt, let me see your heart breaking. … Continue reading Unblock your writer