I Want That To Describe Me

I Want That To Describe Me

Smooshed together in the back of the Guatemalan jeep, our four teens peered out the window, eyeing the edge of the cliff. I watched as our thirteen-year-old daughter clutched her plastic bag, just in case her stomach caught up with the velocity of the sharp...
Praying Through the News Headlines

Praying Through the News Headlines

I wrote this post over at (in)courage before the most devastating week we’ve had in Orlando, yet what I share rings even more true now. With the online parental shaming I see in regards to both the gorilla and alligator tragedies, along with the senseless death...
I’ve Never Been Told That Before

I’ve Never Been Told That Before

Clutching the crisp, white note, I held my 20 year old breath as I reread the words scribbled on the stationary by the Director of Admissions at my university. “Jennifer, Thank you for your servant leadership this year on our Personal Touch Admissions staff. Your...
I Need to Focus on the Baton

I Need to Focus on the Baton

Shock and devastation erupted. The dreaded sound, which no relay runner wants to hear, permeated across the stadium. Ping. Ping. Ping. Four of the fastest runners in the world watched hope roll down the track. After an upset in the 2004 Athens Olympics, followers...