Empty-Headed Immigrant

I remember being small and sitting at the kitchen table with the women of my family. At least, those who were here in the States. My skinny little legs swinging back and forth from my chair as I looked from face to face as they chatted, listening to my mother, sister, and aunt talk about…read more

Peek-a-boo, I see you!

For the past two months I’ve been playing a game of peek-a-boo with God. Haha. I know, sounds weird. But let me explain: My prayer life was great. Awesome, even. I was reading my Bible, attending numerous Catholic events, and had a steady prayer life. Of course, there’s always room for improvement, but at the…read more

You Don’t Deserve My Forgiveness

I sit here, typing this post, realizing that it is currently midnight. At this very hour exactly one year ago, I had the extremely unfortunate experience of being raped. My immediate reaction after the fact was to forgive. I wanted to do what I knew Jesus would do so I tried to be amenable. I…read more

I Love Cheap Thrills!

I used to loooove reading romance novels. Yup, romance novels. They’re those books you see on the shelf with the gorgeous woman on the cover. She’s got her hair flowing every which way and she’s looking passionately into the eye of a tall, dark, and handsome man who has her wrapped in his arms. I…read more

Jesus Wants Everyone, Just Not You

It’s 1 am. I’m sitting in my car, in the silence, just thinking about the difference between you and someone that actually cares about me. My cheeks hurt from smiling too much, my mind is exhausted from trying to convince myself that I’m not in fact dissatisfied, and my heart aches from the loneliness you’ve…read more

Not Your Average Joe

Imagine that years from now, you’re a parent. More specifically – you’re a mother. You’ve carried your baby, and loved it since the day you saw that pink strip on the pregnancy test. You might have almost accidentally dropped the test in the toilet at the sight of it. That inexplicable joy at finally being…read more

My White Chuck Taylors

Every morning I get up, get ready for class, and before I step out of my house – I put my shoes on. I have a pair of shoes that go with basically every outfit I put on my body, so six times out of the week I put the same shoes on. This particular…read more

Empty-Headed Immigrant

I remember being small and sitting at the kitchen table with the women of my family. At least, those who were here in the States. My skinny little legs swinging back and forth from my chair as I looked from face to face as they chatted, listening to my mother, sister, and aunt talk about…read more

Peek-a-boo, I see you!

For the past two months I’ve been playing a game of peek-a-boo with God. Haha. I know, sounds weird. But let me explain: My prayer life was great. Awesome, even. I was reading my Bible, attending numerous Catholic events, and had a steady prayer life. Of course, there’s always room for improvement, but at the…read more

You Don’t Deserve My Forgiveness

I sit here, typing this post, realizing that it is currently midnight. At this very hour exactly one year ago, I had the extremely unfortunate experience of being raped. My immediate reaction after the fact was to forgive. I wanted to do what I knew Jesus would do so I tried to be amenable. I…read more

I Love Cheap Thrills!

I used to loooove reading romance novels. Yup, romance novels. They’re those books you see on the shelf with the gorgeous woman on the cover. She’s got her hair flowing every which way and she’s looking passionately into the eye of a tall, dark, and handsome man who has her wrapped in his arms. I…read more

Jesus Wants Everyone, Just Not You

It’s 1 am. I’m sitting in my car, in the silence, just thinking about the difference between you and someone that actually cares about me. My cheeks hurt from smiling too much, my mind is exhausted from trying to convince myself that I’m not in fact dissatisfied, and my heart aches from the loneliness you’ve…read more

Not Your Average Joe

Imagine that years from now, you’re a parent. More specifically – you’re a mother. You’ve carried your baby, and loved it since the day you saw that pink strip on the pregnancy test. You might have almost accidentally dropped the test in the toilet at the sight of it. That inexplicable joy at finally being…read more

My White Chuck Taylors

Every morning I get up, get ready for class, and before I step out of my house – I put my shoes on. I have a pair of shoes that go with basically every outfit I put on my body, so six times out of the week I put the same shoes on. This particular…read more