Asking the wrong questions

I knew when I was five that I wanted to be a writer. So I read as much as I could; I started writing short stories; I asked for a typewriter for Christmas (and got one–thanks Mom and Dad!); I studied creative writing for 4 years and professional writing for 2; and now I am…

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Burn the Ships

This is a story about a prayer God didn’t answer. Spoiler alert: there’s no twist where I realize the answer was there all along. Or that God had something better in store. (I mean, He does, but I don’t know what it is yet so the story isn’t over.) After my most recent breakup, I…

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Martha, Martha, Martha.

I just finished another freelance piece of writing. I finally wound down in time to tend to my own blog, and the second my fingers hit the keyboard to type this, my Fitbit alarm sounded “time to start winding down for bed.” Which is honestly a pretty perfect introduction to this post. A few months…

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Clumsy Erin

There’s a question that’s been going around and around in my head lately, and it’s a doozie. Before I get to it, I will give you a little background. Two weeks ago was the gospel story where Jesus comes back to all of the apostles but poor Thomas is missing in action. He doesn’t see…

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Depression and Holiness

I’m delving in to something real today. Personally, I am mildly uncomfortable talking about my depression. There’s a fine line between hiding who you are and understanding that you can’t be defined by one piece of yourself; but regardless,  like many others, I’ve gotten relatively good at projecting happiness outwardly regardless of how I feel…

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