About This Blog

No one is chasing after me. I’m chasing after myself. I’m not here to preach, complain, sell you anything or solve your life’s problems. I’m here being me…all of me. Everything is part of my unfinished story. For some crazy reason, in spite of myself, I’m experiencing something profound and completely undeserved. And, I can’t stop thinking about the need to share it all — what I’ve already lived, and what’s yet to come. I hope the story of this journey compels you to chase after yourself and find your place of fulfillment, faith and joy in the craziness. Life is so much more than what others tell you it should be, or needs to be…but only you can find it.

A man named Frank

I met a man today. He served three years in the U.S. military in Beirut. He has three large scars on his torso, several scars on his arms, a scar on his neck, and a tattoo to prove it. He’s lived through hell. It shouldn’t matter that he slept under bridge last night. It shouldn’t [...]

Grateful for gratitude

There is one thing in life that regularly overwhelms me, chokes me up, and sends tears streaming down my cheeks. It’s not what you think. They’re happy tears. Tears of gratitude. I used to be ashamed of those moments. I saw them as my girly, oversensitive moments. Until a good friend told me that gratitude [...]

Talking with Myself

I had a moment this weekend when I realized that the most in-depth conversations I have, I have with myself. Seriously. Admit it. Right now you’re picturing some woman in her car or walking through a store having a robust conversation…with no one. You know, the one where you’re convinced has a bluetooth device attached [...]

Graced

You know the people… …those who are human, yet striving to be superhuman. …those always, always, always working toward perfection, and are never satisfied. …those working to please way too many people…trying to make them proud. …those afraid to share their imperfections, faults and fears, even to those closest to them, because they’re afraid of [...]

Beautifully Vulnerable

Fear is a funny thing. It’s not always obvious. It’s horribly uncomfortable. And, it’s often taboo. Relational rejection. There. I said it. That’s my biggest fear. Now it’s out there. It’s ironic really. Ironic because I love being completely open. Ironic because I love the freedom to be real…raw…and human. Ironic because I love seeing [...]