Three years ago, life as we knew it changed. But we had no idea how it would change us in the process. We went into this next journey open-eyed, hearts full of optimism, and dreams as wide as the Virginia sky. With a vision far bigger than ourselves, we saw God’s kingdom breaking in on … Continue reading The Fellowship
Writings
Who am I?
Nearly two years ago, I wrote a post based off a quote of Bonhoeffer’s that expressed the turmoil of wondering who he really was—one person says one thing, I feel another. He closed his poem with the simple line—“whoever I am, thou knowest, O God, I am thine.” If I can be gut-wrenchingly honest, I … Continue reading Who am I?
Even the Fragments
I wrote this piece exactly three years ago, but never posted it on my blog. “Jesus wants everything.” This is something I both have to and want to deal with every, single day. And goodness, but most days it’s not even close to being easy! There are plenty of battles in the evening that leave me asking, “Is … Continue reading Even the Fragments
Ordinary Tuesdays
Two years ago, I was in the Dominican Republic on a mission trip. It’s easy to think back on those big life moments and wonder if you’ve done anything of significance since then—or even while on them. For me, that trip held one big moment—a deep conversation with a new believer in the Atlanta airport, … Continue reading Ordinary Tuesdays
Dare to Forget
We are encouraged to never forget—anything. From faces, to memories, to math equations, to old wounds—we are told to not let them slip away. There is great merit in remembering beautiful things and people. And knowledge is a good thing to keep about. Hurts serve a purpose, if they make us more like Jesus … Continue reading Dare to Forget
Until They Have Faces
Faces. Masses of humanity in myriads of colors and shapes. Everywhere. There is no escaping the mess of breathing, living beings. And sometimes that’s exactly how we see these faces. They mean nothing to us but another unknown person. We are apathetic because strangers don’t concern us. Or maybe they are cause for anger, annoyance, … Continue reading Until They Have Faces
Harvard
One year ago today, I wrote this piece about Harvard. How can it be that it has been 1 1/2 years since he went away? Exactly six months ago, my bestest friend went home to be with Jesus. Knowing the gracious, beautiful heart of Jesus makes me think that He is probably incredibly happy having … Continue reading Harvard
A Dizzying Delight in Jesus
“Faster! Faster!” Girlish shrieks fill the still September evening. Flashes of hard yellow were mingled with flowing, soft colors. The division of earth and sky was lost. All was one. “Open your eyes, Rach! Look at the clouds!” “I can’t! I’m too dizzy!” Sputters of conversation blurred with the motion. Laughter flowed from the … Continue reading A Dizzying Delight in Jesus
The In Between
In-between. What do you think of when you hear that word? For me, this word is heavy with claustrophobia, tight spaces, and the cream between sandwich cookies—squished. It’s the painful squeeze of being in a place you don’t want to be in. That middle airplane seat, center couch cushion, or being smack-dab in the middle … Continue reading The In Between
Grandpa
Jesus, You restore my soul. It is well with my soul, only because of You. This past Wednesday, my grandpa went home to be with Jesus. It is surreal to think that never again will we see his twinkly eyes and ever-present smile. Never again will he give those hard, tight hugs that squeezed … Continue reading Grandpa
Down Here Looking Up 