“As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time or die by suicide”

  I don’t want to be the passionate yet clueless youth who protests and yells against corruption and evil, but has no foundation to build their change upon. Or worst, the young person who fears the intimidating powers that be. As much as I love him, I don’t want to be Pippin. “Journey, quest, thing…” … More “As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time or die by suicide”


I’ve always been made for the waters. This season of encounters with Jesus – just so deep and so still and so peace. Not a conscious revelation or vision. Sinking in the ocean. Feeling the waves wash over. His presence like a pleasant, yet dizzying, wave flowing over your body and your brain. All the … More Swirling

Dear Charles Martin

An open letter to a beautiful author The first book of yours I ever read was Wrapped in Rain. My Grandma handed it to me as my family headed out the door, about to begin a roadtrip from Florida to Minnesota. My Grandmother, beautiful woman that she is, tends to have questionable book recommendations. I … More Dear Charles Martin

Good Listening

I know I’m so late to this party, but in the past 18 months I have discovered just how wonderful podcasts are. They feel like the grown-up version of my childhood obsession with audio books.ย  I find it harder to fit audio books into my life these days, because an audio book is something I … More Good Listening

Bleak Midwinter

I gotta admit, I totally love the look Minnesota gets midwinter. Midwinter when it’s been a minute since we’ve gotten a blanket of fresh snow. Brownish-black trees with bare limbs reaching to the sky; a crunchy sheet of snow covering the ground, grey, and white, and taupe; overcast skies with biting-cold wind. It’s like a … More Bleak Midwinter


Moments from 2017 I want to remember. Disclaimer just for myself: This is not an exhaustive list. Starting the first minutes of the year, curled up on the floor with Pancake, stupidly wearing matching outfits and laughing at life in general. The heart-wrenching pain of saying goodbye to Mum and Blade at the security gate, … More 2017

So This is Love

A song my heart started singing right after graduation. He whispered “Abide” and my heart started to learn to snuggle up to my Daddy. I lay on the floor in the middle of a school cafeteria ย and my heart met my Marmee for the first time. “Hello Holy Spirit. I’m Terah. Who are you?” I … More So This is Love

Chosen Friendship

Fully immersed in a worship session, when the bridge of this song throws me off: “There is no one like you, Jesus. You stand alone.” When I hang out with Jesus, I see a God who certainly is worthy of everything and overwhelming in majesty, but He does not stand alone.He’s always surrounded by His … More Chosen Friendship