Me through Him

I remember a moment of internal panic sometime in my undergraduate years. Outside of going to my numerous English classes, cranking out literary papers after the other, working out and maybe watching re-runs of old sitcoms, I began to live, eat and breathe through my church community. Everything I did seemed to revolve around the […]

Little Faith and the Blessings that Come From it

I grew up with little to no theology. What I knew of church was limited and what I knew of God was even more so. My earliest memories of church were of white stockings and rough lace (which seemed to come underneath every junior sized dress – the kind that scratched you and felt like […]