On the Horizon: Unpacking Emotional Baggage

I carry stress in my body like deadweight. When I go to the chiropractor, my neck and shoulders crack like they’re made of concrete. I have slight pain in my upper body almost all of the time. It is, in part, 27 years of poor alignment habits that my healthy...

Waiting in the Crossways: A Restless Soul

Inside my season of joy is a restlessness. I gave up my English classroom at the end of January because my bipolar had made me unwell. David and I took that step in faith, laying aside any career for me until such a time as God would heal me. He has done it, and it is...