• Faith

    The Darkest Dark

    Today is Good Friday and when I’ve stopped and really reflected, I realize Good Friday wasn’t good at all. When I’ve sat with what Good Friday really is, I’m overcome. Overcome with awe. Overcome with grief. Overcome with fear. Overcome with overwhelming gratitude. Overcome with deep sadness and been brought to tears. The Darkness of Friday I don’t often sit and reflect on the events of Good Friday. I don’t often allow myself to become immersed in that day, to place myself in Jerusalem, watching as Jesus was beaten, mocked, stripped, ridiculed, tormented, and ultimately murdered. Allowing myself into that place opens deep places of sorrow and grief in my…

  • Eating Disorder Recovery,  Faith,  Resources,  Shame

    Come to Jesus IN Recovery

    Today marks the second day of Eating Disorder Awareness week. Hopefully you are seeing recovery supported messages, blogs, articles, infographics all over your social media! If you aren’t, follow me on Instagram and then follow my people 😊 you’ll get all the goods!! Over the last week and half I’ve had conversations with some beautiful people that are on the recovery journey from an eating disorder. Without my pushing, these conversations have landed on their faith and recovery. Yet again, I hear someone who deeply loves Jesus confused as to how He fits in with their recovery. First, let’s just name (as I have before) how poorly the church supports…

  • Body Image,  Eating Disorder Recovery,  Faith,  Shame

    My Breakup Letter with Diet Culture

    My husband and I went to Indiana for a week. It snowed and it was cold and it was glorious. I got to walk in the snow to the new coffee shop in his hometown and spend a few hours with a hot latte, a yummy muffin, good music, and wrote my break up letter to Diet Culture. Sometimes you just need an official breakup letter for closure. So here it is, it’s raw and vulnerable, which is always a little scary. But it’s me and in my quest for authenticity, I’m putting it out there. It was so freeing and liberating. A few days after I wrote this, I…