Monica Geller is My Spirit Animal.

  The other day while I was making dinner, I had my computer next to me as I made sure to not burn my chicken on the stove. I had a Friends episode playing. It was the one where Rachel is feeling pressure at her job to pick up the nasty habit of smoking to…

Hope for Honduras.

Over Spring Break, I had the amazing privilege of serving alongside Jacob as we took his youth group to El Doradito “the little city of gold”, Honduras (it is a small village not even on the map). The Lord showed His beauty and His grace through the beautiful places and people there. Words cannot do justice…

The taste of dirt.

I am a very stubborn person. Some of it is due to my upbringing. Some of it is due to the struggles of life that I had to overcome. Being stubborn has some perks. Like winning a fight with the copier at work – without a chip on my shoulder and a fire in my…

Wrestling on Wassaw

I had begun to pace back and forth, back and forth across the faintly moon-lit sand, but nothing seemed to work. Earlier that day on Wassaw Island, it had rained. And on this particular night of July, there was no breeze on the beach at all. In the South, particularly coastal Georgia, this means the bugs…

The Anatomy of Courage

About two years ago, around this time of year, I started my walk to a little upstairs office with two, tiny, old windows. It was an office I had visited many times over the past three years. It was slightly rainy but the sun was shining – the oddity of the weather suited the oddity…

A Letter to My Teacher.

Dear you, It has been a while. Several years, in fact, since you have seen my face in front of you. No longer do I wear the flower barrettes in my hair, sparkly Limited Too shirts, or the braces on my face. I have long since out grown them all. The little denim jacket my…

The Journey and the Destination.

I have come to realize that there is a pattern when it comes to the way Audrey Nix lives her life. When things are going great and life is peachy keen, she is exuberant. Flitting and floating around from thing to thing, almost like a steam-engine train powered by coal doused with Mountain Dew, Starbucks coffee, and…