There can be no true friendship where there is no respect. Respect seems like such a funny word, but it’s the correct one! If we don’t respect the character or conviction of the people we call our friends, an honest and open relationship is darn near impossible. I am thankful to have a few women…
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21 Again!
It’s my second twenty-first birthday. I’m a whole lifetime away from the girl who sat drinking woowoos at the Chili‘s in Manassas the first time around. Four years later I would be exhausted from my sin-soaked lifestyle and I’d move to Richmond to pursue a God-centered life. Surprisingly, I discovered Christian Angela was still a…
Finding Joy in January
I’ve caught myself several times over the last few weeks wishing January away. The coziness of a fire at night is nice, but the unwelcome chill that greets us each morning as we trudge toward the bus stop makes me want to dive back under the covers as soon as my feet will carry me…
Tis The Season (To Run Yourself into the Ground)
I’m beat. We had a great turn out for our annual Christmas Open House this past Saturday. Family and friends filled our home and spilled out into the front yard. The people we love were gathered around the fire pit and over the countertop crowded with dips and chips and chili and sweets. I spread…
Merry Christmas, Jerks!
We are quick to put others in boxes these days. We’ve all been guilty of it. We’ve been judged and been found wanting. We’ve judged others just as mercilessly and decided they aren’t worth our energy anymore. You’ve been a jerk to people this past couple years. Unless your crowd is thoroughly tight-lipped with their…
Holding on to Good
This last year and a half has been challenging to say the least. And there’s no end in sight. The world is upside down, emotions are high, and uncertainty is the only thing we can expect. I know I’m not the only one who gets anxious reading the latest headlines, so I thought a shift…
Walking the Walk
This morning I texted my friend Debbie from the school parking lot after dropping off the little one. She was free, so I drove the short distance to her house and we did what we often do: walked and talked. We have a few differences, Debbie and I. Her children are grown, and she lived…
Forty, Unsporty, and Thriving
41. The year you get a bird feeder for your birthday. And the terrifying thing is, you asked for it. It’s also apparently the year when I’m naming the different terms for “love” found in the Bible and I forget the word “phileo” (Greek for brotherly love) and instead say something that makes my co-ed…
New Year’s, Poop, and Limousines
I never thought a cat dropping a deuce could bring me so much joy, yet here I sit, watching intensely as Bentley enters the ring..um..litter box. He strains, he shudders, and…the eagle has landed! The crowd goes wild! Well, by the crowd I mean me, obviously. These past ten days have been eventful. I had…
On the Move
Moving is FUN. Moving is JOYFUL. Moving is AN ADVENTURE. Did I mention I’m moving? I’ve been in Church Hill for five years now. I’ve loved it. I really have. However, the past year has been labeled “The One With the Crazy Roommates.” My past roommates have been either great friends or at least decent…
Living Well 