The Lie of Comfort
I’m nineteen years old, and I’m choking on my comfort. The very thing I thought would bring me freedom is tying me down tighter every day. I’ve chased comfort as though it’s the goal of my life. But every time …
I’m nineteen years old, and I’m choking on my comfort. The very thing I thought would bring me freedom is tying me down tighter every day. I’ve chased comfort as though it’s the goal of my life. But every time …
My 1998 Jeep Cherokee is a slightly beaten-up adventure vehicle. It isn’t anything beautiful or fancy. In fact, sometimes it doesn’t start. The ceiling is littered with the signatures and doodles of my people, and the radio adds a static …
My friend Jessica had to escape Burma as a refugee when she was fifteen years old. I think God has a special place in His heart for people who are on the run, fleeing crises in their countries. Me Too. …
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