Music symbolizes the cultures that shaped me–my coming of age can be told in eight tracks.
God calls us to lean heavily in His direction, and that’s terrifying; but I suspect, that’s just where God wants us.
Malika I sought the truth for many days And wandered many long and traceless paths In search of what I could not name, Until I stumbling came at last Down on my knees And there I turned and looked And there He stood The… Continue Reading “The Truth, that Haunting All My Days”
How to praise God in the storm & an unexpected lesson from pronouns.
Why do I share all this here? I believe we live most fully when we take time to process our experiences, both good and bad. In fact, processing our experiences is part of telling our heart that this experience is real: it actually happened.