Last week I traveled home to celebrate my parents' 40th Anniversary! (We LOVE love!!) As I was making the long trek home (5 hours of vacant roads, of farms, cows, and other weird scenery) , I started to get a little bit of an attitude. The weeks leading up to the actual dinner were pure chaos. Multiple group chats trying to iron out details, the overwhelm of daily life, and general miscommunication of siblings in different stages of life and different portions of the East Coast trying to...

This post is not the one that I dreamed of pushing publish on the past few days. It’s not the original direction of my reflections from a trip to Colorado that took place over 5 years ago. It’s definitely not the launchpad that I anticipated springing from with what I hoped this upcoming year would be. Instead it’s an honest reflection about recovery and how Christ meets us in the ruins. Working in the field of recovery is hard and at times down right sucks. The push and pull of wills...

A week ago a dear friend asked me what I was doing to experience wholeness in this season of my life. She went on to clarify that she meant, spiritually, physically, emotionally, and mentally. I had an initial response to the question when I thought it was something that was generic, but the follow up caused me to pause. And although I had a lengthy answer for her my mind has continued to turn that question over and over again. I know that I have been guilty of viewing wholeness as mainly a...