Two Reasons to Lose Track of Time
I lose track of time when I’m writing. It can take a while for me to get started, but once I’m there, once I’m in the zone, I can’t really stop until that task that day feels “done.” I will barely eat lunch or delay dinner. I will...
On Growing Up
Ten years ago I moved. From one small town to another. From a place I called home for 4 years to the place that is my home once again. Ten years ago I woke up in a dorm. It was my favorite one on campus and the building is no more. They knocked it down a year or so...
The Tension to Trust
It was easy for me to trust God about the whole college thing. I never questioned the going or not going. In my mind, the answer had always been I was going. This might surprise you, given the fact that my parents and I had a lot to figure out. The transition from...
A New Season of Possibility
I don’t really want to leave you with the sadness of the longest ride home, but it’s impossible to tell you everything that college meant to me in “five minutes”. And there were plenty of good things at home, lots of fun times were coming with...