By Breanna Lowman In junior high, I learned a new term: Awkward Silence. I guess I didn’t know that silence had to be awkward. As a child, I was never afraid of what people thought of me. Like most children, I was free – free from filters, comparisons, and insecurities. However, when I entered junior […]
The Hard Work of Hope
by on January 23, 2019 Leave a Comment
For several years now I’ve skipped, or seriously toned down, my activities on December 31st and have gone out to greet the new year in the morning instead. I like to drive out to the ocean and stand in the cold wet air and breathe in all that a new year has to offer. I like […]
I’m Done With Distracted Living
by on January 10, 2019 Leave a Comment
How can I become a student of silence when my husband and I can’t communicate until the three children splay out in strange formations in their beds at night? When my brain turns to mush at 8pm and all I want to do is read or watch TV? Thudding feet find me before 6am, though […]
Comedic Depression
by on December 6, 2018 Leave a Comment
I have friends who know how to reach out. They are the wise souls who text their sister, source Facebook for uplifting book suggestions and get out of the house when they’re in the trenches. They say “yes” when invited out, exchanging tattered sweats for jeans, knowing it’ll do them good. Unfortunately, these profoundly healthy […]
When Anger Points to Racial Reconciliation
by on November 26, 2018 10 Comments
By Allison Harrell While scrolling social media on September 7, I find out that a man named Botham Jean was murdered in his apartment by an uniformed off-duty police officer the night before. My mind swirls. So many headlines grab my attention. I read through a few articles, but nothing makes sense. There are clearly […]
