I can’t believe it’s been almost seven years since I first published a post on this site. I’ve loved curating book lists and reviews and writing about my reading life, but it’s time to move on!
These authors and their poems have been a comfort and a source of hope to me, a reminder that when we have no words of our own, our favorite authors can speak for us. We are the beneficiaries of an inherited imagination that stretches backwards and forwards, uniting our experiences as humans across time and giving us words to use when our own fail. I hope that you can find comfort in their words, too.
It’s hard to believe that I started writing posts here on the blog way back in 2015. Imagine telling your 2015 self where you’d be five years down the road. I don’t think any of us would have predicted this strange pandemic season, and I know none of us would have predicted the murder hornets, […]
The tougher the season, the sweeter the celebration. Here’s what I said to my seniors at their baccalaureate ceremony.
After months of prayer and seeking out an answer, months of trying to be patient and wait well, my answer arrived, and I began looking forward to a season of rest and celebration. I thought I knew what the future held, and more than anything, I thought this particular season of waiting was over. Funny how a global pandemic didn’t figure into my plans at all!
Another year gone, can you believe it? Christmas break has been a great time of reflection and rest, but all the same I feel like I’m limping across the finish line of 2019. The worst part of that feeling is I know the starting line of 2020 is coming quickly–with a whole set of different […]
All this discussion of college essays made me think about what I had written my own college essay about…Thanks to my packrat tendencies, I was able to scrounge around and find an old binder labeled “High School Writing.” The very last essay in the binder was the essay I wrote for my application to Vanderbilt…
One of the things I love about reading is that, often without meaning to, I find similar themes and ideas popping up in the texts I’m reading for pleasure and for work. Most recently this happened during my preparations for this year’s Spring Term trip to Scotland and my time planning and teaching the British […]
Often I process what I’m learning through poetry–here are my first three poems inspired by Andrew Murray’s book Abiding in Christ.
With the end of January in sight, I though it was time for me to share the books I’ve been reading this month.
Book Fifty 