When I graduated from high school, I was in a relationship that I thought had the next ten years laid out for me. So as my sophomore year of college rolled around, and I realized that wasn’t the solid promise I’d expected, I found myself feeling disoriented. Who was I if not someone’s girlfriend? This question plagued me. To distract myself from my confusion, I began to take steps toward the type of work I knew God was calling me... Read more

I’ve been asking myself for weeks—since my 25th birthday on August 30th, to be exact—how I might want to intro this column. I’ve burned through numerous drafts of intros, all of which I sat on for a few days and later found boring, diluted, wordy, and each emitting an air of self-importance that seemed gross and unlikeable when I read them again. But there is one thing I can say for sure—every time I went back to the drawing board,... Read more