Jump into the Deep End
I decided to attend the popular girl’s party and overcome the fear of being an imposter. It was beyond anything I could have anticipated.
I decided to attend the popular girl’s party and overcome the fear of being an imposter. It was beyond anything I could have anticipated.
With each conversation over the following two days —at meals, before breakout sessions, even standing in hallways—I bore witness to God’s abundant grace as each woman shared her good story and spoke hope others needed to hear.
All those hours in front of a blank screen leave our thoughts whirling in a cyclone, twisting out of control until our words find a place to touch down.
Uniting with others around the desire to honor Jesus with our creativity established a new refrain: I don’t have the margin to write alone.