by kimhyland | Sep 27, 2018 | living well, Winsome Living
The wise man built his house upon the rock and the rain came tumbling down. The rain came down and the floods came up, and the house on the rock stood firm. It was one of my favorite songs in Sunday school. I knew all the hand motions, and I still feel nostalgic when...
by kimhyland | Sep 19, 2018 | living well, Winsome Living
I was a cheerleader once. Well, actually it was the pep squad, but we had pom-poms. I learned to do herkies and smile and wave my arms, and I almost got the splits. But I felt like a fake. The problem was I’ve always bent toward the introverted side of life....
by kimhyland | Jul 28, 2018 | friendship, God-sized Dreams, Imperfection, living well, Perfectionism, thoughts on cracked pots, true love, Uncategorized, unity
God, there’s so much ugly in me. I’m so prone to jealousy and resentment. I see a sister receive favor from others or you, and I grumble when I ought to rejoice. The older brother is alive and well in my heart. And this party isn’t even for a...
by kimhyland | Feb 14, 2018 | Imperfection, living well, Perfectionism, thoughts on cracked pots
It was one of the first plays I’d ever auditioned for. At sixteen, I was a college freshman, and my introverted self was struggling to connect socially. Drama wasn’t my thing, but I thought it would be a fun way to get involved and make some new friends. The audition...
by kimhyland | Feb 14, 2018 | God-sized Dreams, living well
The road to my home goes up the side of a mountain. It curves back and forth, as it winds its way up the steep incline. As I was driving it the other day, I thought how it repeatedly takes us in the opposite direction of our house. The road to our house sometimes...
by kimhyland | Nov 9, 2016 | community, Compassion, family, friendship, living well, unity
If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all. ~Romans 12:18 “Come together.” “Unite.” These are words we’ve heard frequently over the last hours, days, weeks and months. But if we’re honest, we’ve doubted...