You Look Just Like Your Father.

I tried something incredibly uncomfortable and somewhat awkward the other day. I stood in front of my mirror and that’s all I did: stand there. Take a minute and try it. I wonder if you’ll see the same thing I did. Do you notice the color of your hair and the size of your arms and…

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Finding Home.

Were I to ever write a book, I’m quite confident the process would take over a hundred years. Mostly because blank screens scare me and empty pages make me cringe. Still somehow the writing process has unfailingly proved to be one of the most uncomfortable yet profoundly refreshing releases for me. And as I’ve stared at what…

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Twenty-Two.

I like lists. I like packing lists. I like grocery lists. I like lists of lists. I like ’em all. I like to create them, to check things off them, to complete them. I just like lists. What you’re about to read is another one of them, but I hope that far from being another…

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I Am Not My Brother’s Keeper.

I can’t believe I’m about to write about this right now. I’m roughly two seconds away from closing my laptop and walking away. See, here’s the thing about blogging- about reaching into the deepest parts of your heart to write something like this: it’s one of the most painful yet rewarding processes you can put…

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Salvation Isn’t Yours.

This time last week I was wandering through the woods of Asheville, North Carolina with five of my Ben Lippen YoungLife girls and co-leader Karli, while we explored the ins and outs of Windy Gap: A Young Life Camp. It felt like I was finally home. Towering trees and curving streams surrounded us in the…

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On Boundaries and Forgiveness.

Before I begin my ramblings, I wish to start by saying this post may seem strange for me to write about, even inappropriate, as it hits so close to home for me (literally speaking). The purpose of Coming to Life isn’t for me to air my “dirty laundry” or to call people out, though. It’s a processing…

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Home Is Where Forever Is.

Home:  “the place where one lives permanently, esp. as a member of a family or household .” Home is where the heart is. Home is where your wifi automatically connects. Home is where your heart is set in stone. Home is wherever I’m with You. As I sit here on my front porch, bubble lights working their magic and crickets trilling…

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My Jericho.

I am waiting. Waiting for my Jericho to fall as I march around it in prayer. Let me tell you, it’s exhausting and I’ve been tempted to give up several times. The first fruit of the Spirit, Love, is listed foremost as being patient. Love. It’s patient. As I continue to march I must be…

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Semper Fidelis.

I just passed a billboard on my way to Seagrove beach that advertised our country’s Marines. It simply read, “Devoted to a life of courage.” I started thinking about the past few months in my life and what courage has looked like for me. Courage has been stepping into the lives of others and pushing…

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Leave.

“Life sneaks up on us every once in a while and gives us something we didn’t ever know we wanted, and lights within us a love we didn’t even know existed.” -Shauna Niequist Womp. That’s the story of my summer. My final night spent in Swift & Finch, and I’m a little overwhelmed. I’m in…

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