Finally, finally, this is what bravery looks like. This is what courage looks like. It has nothing to do with dominating the day, every single day. It has to do with showing up and speaking truth. One true sentence after one true sentence.
Remember: whatever is burrowed deep in one hungry soul is bound to be tethered to the hearts of many, many more.
Even though love covers all things, fear is what keeps us silent and keeps words unsaid. Fear keeps us standing in one place. Eventually, when it wins, it means we never got the courage to say what we needed to say.
Because you deserve dignity, beyond anything else in this world. You deserve a God, and a faith, and a belief that finds you dignified at the core.
They were the kind of words you read back and every lettered limb surprises you because you never knew you really felt those things the whole time.
Maybe we’re all a how are you away from not feeling so alone in all of this today.
I believe now that we’re the enemy to the things we really want for our lives. We get really good at telling ourselves ugly lies on repeat every day. You’re unworthy. You’re ugly. You’re inadequate.
Fear and failure, they go hand in hand. They’re like dance partners with great rhythm.
God is a lot of things to a lot of people but I don’t think He is a cheap party host with limited grace to give out.
God is a lot of things to a lot of people but I don’t think he is a cheap party host with limited grace to give out.
That’s why I wanted to be a writer – because someone I loved told me I could be one.
She didn’t know if it was God. She wasn’t really sure what to call it. She just knew she believe in unconditional love. And that was really all that mattered.
I cried because sometimes no matter what you try to hide behind— letters or texts or emails or a busy schedule— life still finds a way to barrel through all the distractions. And life still hurts. Even though it’s beautiful.