For the last month and a half, this has been my constant prayer as I drive through pink-streaked skies and snowy landscapes: “Lord, thank you for leading me to the places I would never have gone to if I was in control.” This place, the leading into this season is one of those things I… Continue reading On Giving Thanks For the Life You Were Pretty Sure You Didn’t Want.
There are three things that happen when I am avoiding something that is bringing me stress, or when I let fear take the reins. I stop writing, doing devotionals, and basically halt anything that would cause me to pause, breathe, and think about how I’m feeling and why I’m feeling that way. I throw any… Continue reading When Life is Exciting & Terrifying.
There are things that happen, but no one warns you about when you’re growing up Dutch. They don't tell you that if you're growing up Dutch, at the age of five, you'll try a heavily salted black liquorice type of candy, & you'll think, "Ew" but by the time you're 10, you'll be begging your… Continue reading When Life is Hard & Less Than Marvellous.
When you're eight years old, sleepover parties are the biggest deal. You pack your backpack, grab a sleeping bag & pillow, & sleep with your heads all facing each other, competing to see who can stay up the latest and fighting over who really snores, and who’s just faking. Parents come in, quietly saying, “Girls,… Continue reading On Shelters & the Uncomfortable.
In the fall of 2015, I kept my Bible - an old Bible with extremely weathered pages that curled up around each other - open on a stand to one chapter: Ecclesiastes 3, where the first verse says, “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.” At… Continue reading Things You Learn When God Places You in a New Season.
I’m attempting to organize notes in my binder, because it’s that time of year - the end of the semester - when my notes, my heart, and my head all feel scattered, and where do you put the stuff that doesn’t seem to have a place? I'm reaching to put some scattered notes in… Continue reading The Church on Middletown Road.
I’m within my last 30 days of my undergraduate education. I’m feeling very introspective about it, I think a lot about change, I talk a lot about leaving, I have an ongoing countdown, I’m procrastinating on packing, I only have eight assignments or tests left, & I do a lot of heavy sighing. It’s all… Continue reading Thanks, Ryerson U.
Four years ago & almost 2 years ago, I headed to Nueva Suyapa in Honduras. Last year, our final assignment in my creative non-fiction class was to write a narrative essay, and one topic choice was about a photo. Naturally, I chose to write about Honduras & this photo in particular. The following is that… Continue reading Eating My Vegetables & Making My Bed: Honduras & I
When I’m not in Toronto, I live in a small, sleepy town that is wide open fields, with one stoplight to its name. It’s a farming town; routinely, you’ll be driving behind a large vehicle or trying to figure out when is the best time to pass a tractor. It’s a quiet little town. There… Continue reading When God Turns Your Kicking & Screaming Into Beauty
I've spent the last 24 hours curled up with a heating pad and muscle relaxing cream, because on the second day of the new year, I sneezed and threw out my back. Yep. I sneezed. I feel very betrayed by nose. However, it's given me a lot of time to reflect on 2015 & imagine… Continue reading Reflection & Hopes. (Alternatively Titled: Just Another New Year’s Post)