It’s so weird to write what you care about


It’s so weird to write what you care about

Sometimes I reread what I have written, and I am usually both shocked that I mean it even more than when I wrote it, and that there is something I didn’t fully realize when it came out. I still plan on designing my life for God in terms of structure and dreams and whatnot, but there is peace in the fact that if I write what matters to me, then maybe others can share that. That is still the only thing I wanted to accomplish the entire time: sharing. What a gift to actually be free and healthy enough to share what matters most to you.


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I am a second-grade teacher and pastor-to-be who loves people. I spend my weekends with friends or wandering the museums of DC alone and with a journal, trying to put words on the places of the soul that still feel wordless. I spent most of my days at school trying to learn patience through my students and running on sheer nerdy passion. I follow Jesus Christ, and savor that as my most important identity--that I am a child of God, as are infinite others, regardless of their other identities. Christ is my one thing.

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