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Today has been a lot like a lot of days I had last summer –I woke up slow, drank my coffee in no hurry, caught up on a handful of podcasts I love. I’ve had time to clean the bathroom, do all of my laundry, and make a batch of oatmeal scones. Later, I’ll meet some…
I’m absolutely sure that only in a world where God is both sovereign + kind could I find myself sitting on a park bench listening to my ex-wedding photographer preach the Gospel into the wreckage of my cancelled wedding and fallen-apart plans. “The only thing I have to offer you that’s actually going to help…
“The world can wait.” As I stumbled across the words they felt familiar, like something I could settle into. A year ago, I would’ve laughed at them, believing that nothing could wait and nothing could stop me. I lived like everything was urgent. Last January found me exhausted, over-committed and unable to shake a bad…
“When we arrive at eternity’s shore, Where death is just a memory and tears are no more, We’ll enter in as the wedding bells ring. Your bride will come together and we’ll sing, You’re beautiful.” These lyrics are based on the passage in Revelation 21: “Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven…
I started this year with seven goals, each containing three or four action steps. I’d mapped out which things I’d like to start with and got my checklists and over-scheduled planner all set up. Seven days into 2018, I’ve decided this isn’t how I want to spend my year. I love goal-setting, list making, and…
Yesterday was the darkest day of the year –meaning that moving forward, each day will be a little lighter for a little longer than the ones before. I think that’s what healing feels like. While the air is cold and the sun is still setting before you leave your office, you don’t always notice the…
Initially, people call, text, check in, bring coffee, make sure you eat dinner. But soon, they talk only of normal, day-to-day things. And you stand there with holes in your heart saying “Yeah, it has been pretty warm for October, hasn’t it?” as if you aren’t just learning how to breathe again. Everyone else’s moving…
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear… Perhaps, more strictly, like suspense. Or like waiting; just hanging about waiting for something to happen. It gives life a permanently provisional feeling. —C.S. Lewis As I’m grieving the loss of what was and the loss of what it seemed would be, these words…
“I’m learning to leave sort of a sacred margin at the beginning and end of the day, to go to bed earlier and wake up earlier, letting the transitions between sleeping and waking and the reverse be a little gentler.” These words from Shauna Niequist’s Present over Perfect have literally changed my life –my actual, practical day-to-day…
There’s a quiet, unexpected fear that comes with staying after you’ve already said you’re leaving. Will they take me back? Do I still have a place here? And I’m not just talking about the job I resigned from, the lease I took my name off, or the house and the church and the day-to-day life I’d…
Erin Quillen 