Several months ago, my brother Matt was scrolling through the infamous Instagram Explore page.Read More
There aren’t many things I particularly like to brag about. I’m not a terribly competitive person and I like to think I can keep a healthy sense of chill about myself. There is one thing, however, that I often need to take a slice of humble pie about, and that is my expansive knowledge of the NBC hit show, The Office.Read More
Close your eyes and think for a minute about your favorite movie, book, or song.
Why is it your favorite? Is it because it’s beautiful, catchy, entertaining, or pleasing in some way or another? Most likely, yeah.Read More
Growing up, I always had a flare for the artistic. Singing and dancing around the house was what I was known for (as well as being mischievous, and apparently the hardest of my siblings to discipline). Drawing and doodling in notebooks was how I passed the time in class (and basically how I still pass the time now).Read More
You’re driving down the highway headed home after work. Music is playing in the background but you can barely hear it—sounds fade to distant noise, as you slowly get lost in thought.
Suddenly you look over, and before you can stop or turn or swerve, a car is slamming into you and you go flying off the road, spinning and flipping and banging up against the concrete median. Next thing you know you’re in a hospital room. People surround you with flowers and cards aRead More
At 20 years old, I decided to start drinking alcohol because I wanted to be loved and accepted by the people around me. I thought drinking would make me cooler, and less of the goody two-shoes everyone thought I was. Essentially, I believed drinking would make me more valuable.Read More
I used to be a feminist. It all started in college, where I saw how many girls were only there for the coveted MRS degree. I could clearly see how they were all attempting to find their worth in who they might marry instead of in who they might become.Read More
Several weeks ago, the news and social media broke out with articles about a catastrophic situation in Aleppo, Syria. Everyone was talking about the tragedies and the brutality. At the risk of exposing my own ignorance, I will admit that I turned my eyes from the horrors in the news.Read More
I need to write to you. I don’t know how else to deal with what has been stirring in my heart and churning in my stomach other than to write about it. I wasn’t even sure for a long time what it was, but now I think I finally know. It’s anger.Read More
Let me tell you a story:
A girl comes home after a long day. She sets her things down, throws her hair up, and changes into comfy clothes in record time. Breathing a deep sigh of relief from taking off that chest cage called bra and changing out of those feet shackles called heels, she grabs her laptop and flips it open. The screen illuminates, showing the last webpage she visited: Netflix.Read More
I also can’t believe I’m writing about the fact that I’m voting for Donald Trump. And I really can’t believe I’m actually posting about the fact that I’m voting for Donald Trump.
But it’s true. All of this is really happening. Take a deep breath, Rogers.
I’m writing this for many of you who were like me: undecided.Read More
My journey to find faith began with the story of when I thought I lost love. The heartbreak I endured ultimately led me closer to God than I’ve ever been before, and more than anything that experience molded my faith. I chose to follow Christ when I learned that only He can give me what my heart so deeply longs for; when men have time and again let me down and broken my heart, Jesus holds it like a treasure.Read More
Everybody has a personal hell. You know… that thing or place that drives them crazy, that person or group of people that makes them go mad—we all have it. For some, it’s going to the dentist or talking politics with the uninformed. Maybe it’s family reunions or being stuck in traffic that for others can cause deep misery beyond thinkable limits. Some are able to handle their personal hell with perhaps more grace than others, and some people seemingly can't cope at all.Read More
So much happens in the course of a year. So much changes, so much grows. Much is molded, much falls off. It's beautiful and it's messy and sometimes you don't want to look, or you can't help but look back. It's an important part of life; that of reflection. Reflection helps us recognize changes that occurred and changes that need to still take place. It allows us to make the humbling statement: "Look what the Lord has done!"Read More