True Fatherhood: A Call to Christian Men
Perhaps you think it’s odd, a teenage girl writing about fatherhood. And I feel a little odd, writing this, but it’s been on my heart and I think it needs to be said.
Our world is sadly lacking in true fatherhood. Whilst I have been blessed with a wonderful, Godly father, several of my friends have not. And it breaks my heart, that they have to struggle so hard to see God as a real father, because their earthly father is so lacking.
Learning to be Brave
I’m not brave. I never have been. I have to be coaxed into doing new things, and the place I like best is my bedroom, because I’ve always felt safe there.
Recently, I’ve had to be really brave–or at least, what constitutes as brave for me. I applied for college, and got accepted. In less than a year, I’m leaving home. I’m going to be away from my family and the friends I’ve had since childhood.
The Real Christmas Gift
I’ve always loved Christmas. The day after Thanksgiving, you can find me running around the house in a Santa hat, setting up the tree and wrapping tinsel around the banister, trying to get the dog to sit still enough to tie a bow around his neck and singing Christmas carols like there’s no tomorrow. I’m a total Christmas sprite.
Just Keep Your Mouth Shut
Recently, there was a Twitter post about me with some misleading information. I’m not mad at the girl who did it–I can definitely see how the situation could be misconstrued–but I’m asking now that you monitor what you’re posting. You might have misread the information, which can be embarrassing for you and for others involved, but it’s also really just not your business. I can understand being excited about something you think has happened, and I can see how you might want to share that with everyone. But please just don’t. The people involved probably want to share whatever information that was in their own time and way, and they probably don’t want everyone talking about them.
You’re Supposed to be Like Jesus
My Thankful List
The Cost of Forgiveness
God is Good (All the Time)
Today, I am grumpy. I have a lot of work to do, and not a lot of time to do it. I overslept this morning, and I forgot that I have to have a working essay done in two days. I’m so tired, and it feels like all the work I have to do and all the tests I have to study for are going to make my brain explode.
Let God Do His Job
The other day, I was working on a talk for a Christian weekend I’m serving on called Deco-TEC. The premise of my talk is to make the Bible sound interesting.
That’s a pretty darn difficult thing to do, let me tell you what. Because a lot of the time, the Bible is not interesting at all. It’s just not.
So I was sitting at my dining room table, with papers and notebooks and Bibles spread out all over the place, and a notebook full of scribbled-out words in front of me.



