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This is one of my best friends’ babies. In her hands is a custom order from someone who’s friend lost her son to suicide last week. A son who was this age once. A son who was fiercely loved and valued and squeezed tight. A son who will always be their baby. My heart cannot fathom the overwhelming grief. Our only hope? To lift our eyes to the One who is our help in every season and situation. Jesus, come quickly.
It seems the Lord is teaching me a deeper (more experiential) meaning of what Paul talks about when he describes servants of God as “sorrowful, yet always rejoicing” (2 Corinthians 6:10a). • You see, there is so much good happening. So much joy, provision, and depth of community. So many doors opening. So many opportunities to minister and be ministered to. So much love and humility and grace and kindness and care that it has made me—quite literally—cry into a plate of chicken and waffles from the mercy of it all. • These scattered beams can only be explained by the Lord, who is dropping joy bombs and grace explosions all around. • But it’s not all chicken and waffles. • (Link to blog post in profile ❤️)
“All in all, it was a never-to-be forgotten summer—one of those summers which comes seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going—one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends, and delightful doings, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.” -L.M. Montgomery
“[It is] as if [David] had said, Separated from God I am nothing, and all that I attempt to do ends in nothing; but when I come to Him, I find an abundant supply of strength. It is highly necessary for us to consider what we are without God; for no man will cast himself wholly upon God, but he who feels himself in a fainting condition, and who despairs of the sufficiency of his own powers. We will seek nothing from God but what we are conscious of wanting in ourselves. ...the reason why God is represented as a portion is, because He alone is abundantly sufficient for us, and because in Him the perfection of our happiness consists.” -John Calvin, on Psalm 73:26

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A Letter to My Small Group Girls: Five things I want you to be

Dear small group babies,

You probably hate it when I call you my babies. You’re too mature to be considered such, I understand that, but you will forever be my babies, so, sorry I’m not sorry.

If I haven’t made it clear: I’m crazy about you. I love you and I like you. In fact, I could not love you more if I tried. It is a joy and privilege to do life with you, to lead you, to hear your perspectives and views and opinions, to witness your depth and get glimpses of your heart. I cherish each moment I get to be with you.

But life isn’t always joy bubbles and cake pops, is it? These days are wonderful and beautiful but also hard and exhausting. Mixed into the magical moments are seasons of struggle, of mundane, of fighting the fear of failure and the dreaded, crippling concern of being considered “less than.”

You, my dear, are not less than.

But here’s the thing. The radio of the world is always blaring. Culture, people, parents, peers, teachers, magazines, music, movies—they’re always talking to you, informing you, and subconsciously shaping your character and person and telling you what you need to be. Voices are constantly bombarding you, saying you need to be thinner, fatter, taller, shorter, more athletic, more intelligent, less talkative, more talkative, more opinionated, less opinionated.

The enemy of our souls is skilled at preying on our insecurities and exploiting them for anything but God’s glory. He wants you paralyzed by fear and uncertainty, plagued with doubts and discouragement, and pestered by a self-focus that will destroy you. I want to fight against his lies, accusations and traps, so please let me add one more voice to your life, one that I pray is Scriptural and points to the Wise One who loves you more than anyone else, even me (which is hard for me to wrap my mind around).


Be kind. To others. To yourself. Kindness is underrated and underemphasized. Think back over your lives—remember the people who were kind to you? The one who spoke the encouraging word? Who helped when you dropped your stuff? Who opened the door for you and prayed over you and wrote the note/text that brightened your whole day? Most importantly, remember the One who was bruised for your iniquities and swallowed your shame? Who was cursed in your place and carried the cross you deserved? Who was the One despised and rejected by God so that you could be loved and accepted? Remember Jesus’ kindness toward you when you only deserved His wrath? Be that caliber of kind for others.

Be brave. Take off the mask of trying to appear different than you really are and chuck that sucker into another continent. Be bravely you; don’t try to be anyone else. Be brave to do hard things. Be brave to live a life defined by the Bible (spoiler: that kind of life is abundant and wild and beautiful). Be brave to be kind. Be brave to serve others seeking nothing in return. Be brave to consider others better than yourself. Be brave to love fiercely, even when rejected. Be brave to be loved (sometimes that’s harder than loving others). Be brave to open your heart to new people, experiences and adventures. Be brave to risk falling. Be brave to fall. Be brave to rise again.

Be a learner. Ask questions, dig deep, go beyond the surface. Find the roots and plant yours deep. Invest in education, invest in theological training, invest in developing knowledge and then applying it to your life. Be a student of the Word. Learn something from everyone you meet. Always have a mentor. Seek truth and soak it in. Then pour out what you learn into others. Be a fountain not a drain. Be a pipeline not a puddle.

Be a child. We spend our teenage years wanting to get to the next milestone. I hear it from you all the time, you want to drive, you want to get to graduation, you want to get to college, you want to get through college. Those are amazing things and I’m so excited for what God has in store for you, but don’t rush. Don’t grow up too fast. Don’t waste your childhood. Enjoy being a kid. Enjoy being at home. Enjoy your parents paying for food. And for the love of chips and queso enjoy the ability to take naps pretty much whenever you want. Be a kid. Don’t try to tackle all the world’s problems or all your own problems, for that matter. Just be. Be still and know. Be dependent on God as a child is dependent on their parents.

Be weak. Hold up. Weak? Yes, weak. You know as well as I do that I do not want you to be some sort of passive, pansy doormat. I want you to be a gentle warrior, a strong woman with a faith-filled backbone and a resolve to fight for truth and goodness for all her days. But the Bible says the way to strength is through weakness. The way to success is through humility. The way up is down. Embrace your weakness and strength will shine—not yours, God’s.

Hear me: I am on your team. I am so in your corner—I could not be any more in your corner if I was duct taped to it. It is my mission to be a truth teller and one of your biggest fans, and I take the mission seriously. Because of that, I will fight for you and your (eternal) joy day by day, moment by moment, second by second. That’s what I’ve tried to do here.

Love you more than coffee, journaling, giraffes and yellow heart emojis,


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