Follow along as we step into full time global outreach!
This dance. This balancing act. This complex, complicated, confounding, catastrophically heartbreaking, consummately soul-giving art of living. The millions of moving parts all seemingly independent yet intrinsically interdependent - relationships, physical health, economic reality, spiritual awakening, goals and dreams, aspirations, battle wounds, prejudices, ideas, choices, decisions... and on and on and on. How do I know if I'm… Continue reading An Incoherent Offering
My heart is absolutely bursting! Ok, you know how I wrote about how God Gives Scary Dreams? I've got one coming true this summer, and I'm absolutely pee-my-pants terrified-excited bout it. When I was little, I dreamed of becoming a medical missionary in Africa. I imagined myself in a khaki button-up with matching shorts, boots,… Continue reading Send Me!
Hey. Friends. Can we make a little pact with one another? Can we agree not to be emotionally bullied by scary headlines? I mean, really. I pulled Facebook up on my phone this morning and had full blown anxiety symptoms within 5 minutes. I cannot be the only one who experiences this. I feel like… Continue reading The Tomato in the Room
I've written about it before... how Satan's strategy is to separate the wounded from the herd. It's a classic predatory move. And super effective, if we let him get away with it.
Some mornings, I wake up, and it feels like my mind has already guzzled half a gallon of coffee, been to the gym, stamped out a full day's work, and is tapping its foot impatiently waiting for my lazy body to come around. Consciousness, for me, can feel like turning the TV on in the… Continue reading Side Effects of Living
The older I get the more I realize how rare... These lifetime friendships. And even more rare, that we live nearby one another - that our babies are besties, too. Whether they like it or not. 😉 And while it's easy to romanticize, we know that these relationships are hard-won. Fought over the battlegrounds of… Continue reading To My Best Friend on Her Birthday…
When it comes to God-breathed dreams (even the scary ones), if I offer my part in humility, He takes over the responsibility piece...
The pain of a fast is the two-year-old tantrum your flesh throws when you say "no" to Starbucks. It is not the agony of shame that comes with an eating disorder and its behaviors.
I used to think uncertainty, variability, shifting circumstances, feelings of not being completely in control of my life, and a certain degree of restlessness were weakness in my character...
Because his reality isn't pulling any punches, so I don't get to pull them either.
Emily Wagoner 