What comes out of my mouth freaks me out. A lot.I feel like, many times, swords are shooting out rapid fire from this stupidly selfish, critical piece of flab that is my most deadly weapon.

"When Peace like a river attendeth my way..."Most of us are familiar with this line from the famous hymn "It is Well with My Soul." We say, smiling, without thinking, that Jesus is good and

Everyone has a mask. You know what I'm talking about.The plastered smile we stick on when we've having the worst day but we don't want to say anything. The bright face we glue on haphazardly

Uncomfortable. Nobody wants to feel that.Today, Chicago was hot. Humid, blazing, gross. It rained for like two seconds, and then decided to go back to being a hot mess. Some of us fair-skinned people aren't

Closure-less conflict is inevitable in this life. Sometimes, it seems like our only companion.I went out with some friends tonight to get some air and walk the city. We took public transportation to the Lincoln

My logic won out today or maybe it was the Spirit working in me. God gets the credit in my life.I realized today that the guy I have a terrible crush on isn't as great

16 of my friends had the stomach flu last weekend. Yikes. Needless to say, it was a solo weekend staying away from humanity and working like a dog on homework.Sickness is scary. It takes up

Do I already have everything I need?I'm sitting outside with a dear friend of mine listening to what the Lord has been teaching her through His Word. She mentioned Psalm 73...a piercing one which wonders

It's easy to hate yourself.I hate my flesh. I hate my sin and the ugliness that is constantly creeping up into my thoughts, playing out in my actions, and rearing its ugly head in my