I’ve let this blog lie dormant for far too long. Every year, I think, “this will be the year I get back in the habit of blogging.” 2023 may be the year I make good on that promise. Or it may be the year I decide it’s not worth it to keep paying for this platform. Whatever the case may…
Ever since I moved back to Louisville, my three best friends from high school and I have made a tradition of getting together for “girls night.” Normally, we will meet at my house, order pizza, and talk about life. But, last night, I was tired of my house, and my girls had other plans in mind. Jodi suggested a restaurant…
Last night during Deacon’s Meeting, one of our Deacons reminded us that we need to take time to be thankful for the way God’s grace was evident in our lives over the past year. When we reflect on such things, we become confident in our hope for the year to come. While I could certainly write a list of disappointments…
James from Liberia – Remember the day? Eight years ago on a Tuesday in June, you reluctantly hopped into a big red cargo van, driven by some random American girl who happened to be 21 with a license – the two qualifications Passport needed to entrust her with your safe travels. Remember the day? No air conditioning. No radio. Just…
On a rainy day in November, a good friend took me with her to see Straight No Chaser at the Kentucky Center for the Arts. We both sat on the edge of our seats in excitement, hoping they would sing their famous Christmas tune, 12 Days of Christmas Medley. We weren’t sure if they would sing it due to the…
Many people talk about giving things up for Lent. Some give up chocolate, others Facebook. Some of my crazier friends give up sugar or coffee (essentially, they are giving up all their friends for 40 days, because I’m not sure how they will function – or be pleasant). The practice started as a way to join Jesus in the wilderness,…
Many of you have likely read or created a “Where I’m From” poem like the one below. “Where I’m From” poems were made famous by Kentucky poet laureate, George Ella Lyon, and they serve to help take us all back to our roots. I wrote the one you are about to read during our church’s women’s retreat. I hesitated to…
I am sad to report that January came and went without me cracking the spine of a new book. As February gets underway, I am reminded of the Biblical mandate to be transformed by the renewing of your mind (Romans 12:2b). Reading is not only one of my favorite hobbies, but it allows me to step into someone else’s mind and heart, learning what it truly means to empathize with another’s experience.
If you know me well, you know that I love the first day of a new month. Maybe it’s a result of my Southern Baptist upbringing, twinged with guilt and the overwhelming need for “redemption,” but something about a fresh start refreshes my mind and renews my soul. I love the first day of a new month, because the day…
Like 2014, 2015 was a year of ups a down, both for me personally and for our world in general. In the history books, 2015 will be a year remembered for more mass shootings than days, racism, and, well, Donald Trump. In Louisville, it will be marked by the biggest scandal to come out of any UofL sports program in…
Rev. on the Edge 