Head bent low against the biting wind and rain, I turn onto Normal Avenue making my daily trek from the Sox and 35th Red Line stop to Urban Christian Academy- the after-school program I have worked at for the last two years. The smell of wood burning stoves and Chinese food radiates a feeling of … Continue reading This Is Where He Wants Me
God, it's me again We've been here a thousand times before and I'm back Broken. Scarred. Hurt. Hollowed out. Beaten and bare. Again. I hate to be repetitive but I need to know: Why am I here? Why this place? Why this major? Why this job? Why this family? Why this past? Why this present? … Continue reading A Prayer of Lament by a Broken College Student
Dear little six-year-old girl, I can see you. With your long, brown hair pulled into two braids and tied with red ribbons, beloved overalls, and t-shirt; you seek adventures and believe you can fly. As you run through the grassy fields bare- foot and free, with your imagination carrying you along, I know that thoughts … Continue reading Dear Little Girl
Sometimes I write because I have something weighing on my heart. Other times, I write because I am avoiding homework. This post is a result of the later. Fall is almost here. Last week the temperature went below 75 degrees and became giddy with anticipation and excitement. Trader Joes has a display with leaves and … Continue reading A Shift in Seasons
It could not have been a more perfect arrangement. My friend Molly had been trying to get me to work at a tutoring center called Urban Christian Academy for almost two years. However, life kept getting in the way, I found my job in Moody's Admission's office last spring, and I really did not have … Continue reading “Teacher, teacher”
A new semester, a new schedule, a new set of challenges. I am starting my fourth semester here at Moody, and I feel like I go through this thought process of sorts at the beginning of every semester. So what do I do? I write about it of course. 😉 So new semester- I'm taking … Continue reading A New Semester- An Old Lesson
"Well, what's the point in that? Why? Aren't you too old for that? How is this going to help you in ministry?" These are just a smattering of the questions I seem to get asked whenever I go to the gym, talk about what I'm reading about, or post any dance related picture on social … Continue reading What’s the Point(e)?