Ashlin B
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To say that yesterday was a bad day is the understatement of a lifetime. It started with my bank account being hacked, all of my money was taken and somehow I ended up thousands of dollars in the hole. That was bad enough. The phone calls I had to make to try and straighten things…
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Fourteen years ago, sometime in the earliest hours of the morning, I was sitting on my mother’s lap when she said, “he’s gone.” I’ve never forgotten that moment, never unlearned the pain of losing someone I love. I don’t think my grandfather would have ever imagined that such a little girl would carry a silly, wrinkled, ice…
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I spent Friday night weeping in the back of a room that knows me all to well. It’s a room that has seen my best and my worst. If walls could speak, I think those could tell you the most about me. That night, I finally came face to face with a certain reality that has…
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We used to be enough. Back when our feet were muddy, our hair was tangled and t-shirts were the uniform. We were enough and mirrors were just decor, most days we walked right past them never thinking to ask for their opinions. But somewhere along the way started asking questions. Now it seems that’s all we ever do. We…
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A lot of things have changed since I first moved here. Friends have left. Some have gotten married. Birthdays have come and gone. Furniture has been replaced. Walls have been painted, planes boarded, road trips taken, tan lines made and faded. Laughter has been sung throughout the house and conversations have been paused for weeping and prayer. Leaves changed…
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Disclaimer: This post is a little different than what you normally see here. It’s something more personal that I felt I needed to share with those who have continuously asked me reasons for some current life choices. But don’t worry! We’ll get back to our regularly scheduled programming next week. I took a break during my college years.…
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If anyone else had been there they would have written down our words, a description of the weather, and told Nicholas Sparks to drop it into a novel. The perfect song was playing on the radio. I thought that was my moment. I could not have written the whole scene better myself. I was proud,…
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“It matters where you stand.” Ironically enough, I remember exactly where I was standing when God said that to me. I was about to go into a meeting that had me wringing my hands and fidgeting with loose threads. I had no idea that meeting would alter the course of my life. I was also entirely unaware of…
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Dear Hurting, You wonder how I know your name – oh, it’s written all over you. You’ve been hurt, and no matter how you try to mask your wounds, you are hurting. I see you. I completely understand why you would resent “Christians” and maybe even God himself. Who could blame you?…
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I didn’t tell anyone that I felt paralyzed with fear that we would all crash and die. Or that if we made it, I wouldn’t have anything to say that’s actually worth hearing. I was terrified that entire plane ride. But I didn’t tell anyone. When the flight attendant asked if I wanted something to…
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