the foundation beneath my knees

Faith wasn’t my strength. My heart didn’t understand it and my thoughts couldn’t comprehend an idea that was overused and underlived. It presented itself to me as a code word only used by those sitting in the cushioned pews with the well kept Bible resting orderly beside them. And it wasn’t a part of myContinue reading “the foundation beneath my knees”

the redemption in rain

It had been almost 11 months since I’d jumped the big pond with 50 other people. 11 months since I’ve tagged teamed back to back flights across the world with an 11 hour bus ride. 11 months since I’d been on the world race. Yet here I was again, loading up my backpack with aContinue reading “the redemption in rain”