Tag Archives: fear

The Darkness of the Desert

When I sat down at the two-chair table at Barnes & Noble, my heart simultaneously jumped and sank as I considered that it wouldn’t be too long before Jake would be sitting in the other chair, and we’d be doing … Continue reading

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Battle Buddies

It was as I was driving to Khalida’s house, after spending some time at the Starbucks off Walter Reed Rd. praying for Anna and for the people God desired to reach through her, that I became overwhelmed by yet again … Continue reading

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Do Not Be Anxious

I dropped Anna off at her house after Tuesday night Bible Study. It was late, and raining. I was still all crusty from going to Zumba with Sarah before Study. And I hadn’t heard from Jake in a while. As … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning at Starbucks

The air felt like spring, despite it being in the middle of the North Carolina summer. Hannah and I sat outside in metal chairs at the South Commissary Starbucks reading our Bibles, sipping on steamed coconut milk and iced coffee. … Continue reading

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The Picketing Identity Crisis

It was almost one in the afternoon at The Coffee Scene, and my iced coffee sat half drank next to my open Bible and journal. Jacob had just left to pick up Manny, one of the godly guys living in … Continue reading

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Unashamed

So, normally I try not to talk about anything trending. But this is urgent. There’s obviously a lot of hype about Trump and a lot of horrid frustration put forth in animalistic rage about the state of America. This election … Continue reading

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Good To Me

Mom and I were on our way to Gracie and Jimmy’s soccer game. “He’s just so good to you, ya know?” she said to me, her eyes on the road. “I mean, He’s been so gentle with you this whole … Continue reading

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