you know that feeling you get when you hear your favorite line in THAT song? you know, the line that you want to paint across the wall in your room, or get tattooed on your arm to see it 24/7? that speaks to your heart so deep that it could touch the ocean floor? the…
sometimes, you just can’t handle it.
i looked up. trying to look through the salt burning my eyes. i wasn’t gonna let the tears escape. i lied. sometimes, our tears have a mind of their own. i sat on our back porch, as the rain started coming in. i watched the clouds tumble and roll, mulling the storm over and deciding…
By Jillian Stacia There’s this quote from Rainer Maria Rilke that I’m obsessed with: “Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you […]…
hey, you, get over it.
“Don’t cry over spilled milk.” *cue the eyeroll* Can I cry if the glass of milk was really big? And it messed a lot of things up? And I feel like I can’t clean it up on my own? What if I’m out of paper towels? Two words. john 11:35… the smallest verse that had…
but, i don’t want this.
i have a weird obsession with john mayer. like his music sends me into my own world, where i have a cup of coffee in both hands, that perfect weather when you are content in a sweatshirt and shorts. the sun is there, but you aren’t dying of heat stroke. everything is there. everything is…
falling in love.
it seems as if red lights and traffic jams have a huuuge attraction to me. I’m driving through my Christmas-jammed hometown streets, & i feel myself getting frustrated. beside me, my best friend Erin sighs. we are stuck and we aren’t moving any time soon. we finally get to a light. it is green as we…
grow in grace
I love hallmark movies. They give me that deep, cup-of-coffee in hand, sensitive [will probably cry] feeling. Last night, I let myself have a few hours for emotional hallmark channel movies. It seemed like a good idea. Until about 3 A.M. And a pool of emotions had overflowed in my brain. I laid in bed…
faulty climbing ropes.
i love to read pretty words. there is something about them that breathes clean air into our souls. i think we love trendy blogs and pretty words so much because they cover up our dirty, tired, not-sparkly insides. i have always had a hard time letting myself be vulnerable to the hard. each year, i…
how can I further Your kingdom, when I’m too wrapped up in mine?
Tears. Once they start flowing, there is almost no way to get them to stop. One coffee cup down and rolling into day 3 of #teamnosleep. I look up at my best friend, AnneScott, and she knows the look on my face. Her eyes widen, and she mouths NO. The waterworks beat her to it. I…
silent car ride + a cup of coffee
yesterday, i woke up. praise jesus. but i woke up feeling like someone had taped rocks to my eyelids. another day, another long morning full of coffee and a silent car ride to nursing school. another same, broken day. i was just not feeling like myself. in fact, very far from it. while my two…
caroline easterling 