Becoming your proper size: how to really rest this summer
They call it paradise and, aside from the daddy long legs stalking me in the shower, it pretty much is. A soft blue and yellow bedroom with hydrangea blossoms on…
Why you can rest—even in the middle of the mess
There are those days when your country is burning around you and your heart within you. When your eyes sting from smoke, or shame, or emotions you can’t even name. When you wonder…
When your heart needs the simple truth
“In the name of the Father who made you, the Son who loves you, and the Spirit who fills you.” She moves her finger across my forehead in the shape…