It hit me today. For the first time in my life as a student, there’s a refreshing (and unfamiliar) sense of alignment in what’s about to go down in my studies. Projects, readings, professors, discussions. It’s not school for me anymore. It’s inspiration. And it’s taken me 21 years to let that truth come to life.
Two years ago today, my heart launched into a new life. And when I say new I mean N E W. New new. Regenerated. Completely.
It was Day 3 of Passion 2017. We’d been rocked to our soul’s core in music and sermons and all the things, and on top of that I’d already spent the week before at CONYC Greenville learning what the word “gospel” meant for the first time ever. Needless to say I was on a very typical, college kid Jesus high. You might know what that feels like too.
I decided my word for 2019.
Lately I’ve been reading Jedidiah Jenkin’s collection of travel chapters, To Shake the Sleeping Self. It’s a story that, in between what’s happening on his journey, leans into what it means to get up and out from what you’ve always known. Not just faith but any ideology. Any “truth” you’ve set onto solid ground because quite frankly, you didn’t know not to. He defines sin and culture and experience in ways I’ve never understood before, in the same language as he describes the winding roads of Oregon, Mexico, and the entire South American continent. It’s exhausting to read, but the good kind. The kind that makes you feel way more connected to other humans when you’re done for the day.
Praying for big things doesn’t make you weak. It opens you up for a higher strength.
If you don’t believe in your God-given gifts, in your God-given drive, in your God-given life - who the HECK else is going to? Who else is going to send that email or take that trip or decide whether today is the day you invest or tomorrow or never? I mean, moms and mentors and best friends rock. They get us pretty far. But there’s gonna come a time when you have to take that interview or make that deal and there is no one else examining your heart and choosing your life except you, and your God.
Hi, I'm Chlo.
I've been writing and reading and all the storytelling things since I learned as a kid that if you fold and staple construction paper together, it sort of looks like a real book. I have always craved soul serving stories- ones that melt like butter in your mind as you hear your heart explained out loud.
This here is my home away from home. When I'm not exploring neighborhood coffeehouses, driving down the Pacific Coast (again), or loving on all my people - I'm probably here, with you. Come on in! Scroll around. I hope you feel less alone.