being present : seasons
My commutes on Thursday mornings are eeaaaarrrrllllyyyy. I fondly refer to myself as a “morning person” but a 5am alarm can be jarring at times, even for me.
The drive time from my home on the mountain to the little school where I recruit, enroll, and advise is anywhere from 18 to 45 minutes. This particular Thursday, I took a different route to work and pulled up a podcast I recently discovered (I know, sooo late to the party). Continue reading “october 21 . 2016”
. the Oregon Season .
I moved back to the place of my birth over the weekend.
Continue reading “march 4 . 2014”
C H A N G E .
About a month ago, I sat with a desperate roommate who had been faithfully applying for jobs and was being turned down on every side. We prayed and sought and practically begged for God to intervene and allow her dreams to come true. When she left, I turned to another roommate and said, “Breakthrough is coming. It has to be close. For all of us.” Continue reading “october 19 . 2013”