For I know the plans I have for you…

I remember running into someone I had known before my life changed drastically from my mental breakdown. We spoke briefly about the struggle I had faced and why I left the Christian camp I worked at because of it. Noticing the tattoo script on my arm, they quickly said ‘Let me guess, Jeremiah 29:11?’ When I said yes, I received a knowing smirk and an eye roll. I know why that specific verse caused such a reaction. The frustration I[Read more]

In loving memory of Priscilla; may your words and life continue to inspire us all

A couple of weeks ago, I had the opportunity to sit down with a young woman whom I’ve known for over ten years, the daughter of two people who I consider dear friends. A young woman who spent the last year of her life battling an incurable cancer, and knowing that her life would not go on much longer. Although we had not seen each other much in recent years, my memories of her were still the bright-eyed young girl[Read more]

Faith like the poor…

There is something to be said for those who have nothing, but give their lives to faith. I’ve always *known* that the Christians in 3rd world countries had stronger faith than those of us who have much, but to witness it in person was life changing.   When I left for Guatemala, I had lost my job and as much as I had faith it would work out, there was a large part of me that wondered if I should[Read more]