Finding Home as a Disciple of Christ

I am a Disciple of Christ. That means something different to me today than it did two years ago or five years ago or ten years ago. And that’s okay... which is exactly the point. I recently wrote about how my husband Jonathan and I read books together during his second deployment as a part... Continue Reading →

Bombs Bursting in Air, Then and Now

Independence Day and I have a complicated relationship... Even as a child, I knew why we celebrated with fireworks. I knew the noise was meant to emulate the sounds of war. I imagined myself, as a young girl, hiding in a barn, keeping my breathing quiet lest the Soldiers find me. 

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