“Joy’s flame.”

I had thought joy's flame needed protecting. All these years, these angers, these hardenings, this desire to control, I thought I had to snap the hand closed to shield joy's fragile flame from the blasts. In a storm of struggles, I had tried to control the elements, clasp the fist tight so as to protect… Continue reading “Joy’s flame.”

Love. (For my mom)

Happy Mothers' Day, Wanderers. Today's blog post is an essay I wrote three years ago for one of my writing classes. It's called "Love," and it's about my mother. This one's for you, Momma. I love you. --Erin It’s in the way my mother does laundry. When we are home, and, more often, when we… Continue reading Love. (For my mom)

Be filled.

Hey Wanderers. I'm sitting on my couch right now in the middle of catching up on a week and a half's worth of my Bible plan. I just finished reading Psalm 104 out loud to my empty apartment. Usually I read too fast or I just try to push through to say that I finished the… Continue reading Be filled.

Quiet places.

for the giant bookstore at the corner of church where I am content to listen to other people's morning french lessons from my green velvet armchair and survey the awakening city from behind the windows that lock away grey january dread for my favorite café just off the fullerton stop where chai tea lattes are sipped in blissful anonymity and sandwiches… Continue reading Quiet places.

For autumn.

I love the earthy smell, the heaviness of the air right before it rains. I love the clouds, moody and blackening as they unfurl, ushered by wind and suspended above the earth on strings. And I love putting in my earphones and blocking out the rest of the world, just so I can watch the raindrops race… Continue reading For autumn.

Resting in thankfulness.

As I sat at my desk today, I listened to a lovely two-part sermon series by Charlotte Ennis. She was speaking at a women's conference (may I just say what a special blessing it is to listen to the women of God preach and teach--an exclusive privilege of being a daughter of God!) about God's sovereignty, His power and delight in answering… Continue reading Resting in thankfulness.

OCSP Update 3.5: DTR.

DTR: Noun: an acronym, common in Christian circles, standing for "define the relationship." A talk in which two people attempt to gain clarity in order to move forward--or not. (ex. Girl Y and Boy X went to go have a DTR on the swing because Boy X wanted to make his romantic intentions toward Girl… Continue reading OCSP Update 3.5: DTR.