I live most of my life in the most impractical ways. Practical wears me out, to be honest. But I’m ok with it because it’s much more exciting that way, and I’ve always wanted to live an exciting life. I think one of my worst fears, actually, is wasting my life. So most of whatContinue reading “Praying Impractically”
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Loveliness Overflows
She wanders around the streets of her town, wondering how she can pierce the darkness. Only Love can heal these wounded hearts, and maybe the robin on the ground knows the truest love of all. The robin doesn’t waste time. It just builds its home, sings its beautiful tune, and cares for its young. MaybeContinue reading “Loveliness Overflows”
Beauty
Maybe it’s most powerful when it’s most vulnerable. Beauty is quiet and beauty is strong. Beauty doesn’t wither as soon as there is danger. Beauty is trusting. It trusts that the strength that could easily destroy it will protect it instead. And beauty believes that Someone will protect it if no one else will. BeautyContinue reading “Beauty”
Distractions and Messy Processes
I find it hard to stick with something I’ve started. I much prefer living out of what I feel inspired to do rather than stuffing my actions into a routine that requires discipline. When I started this blog, I expected my feelings and discipline to eventually collide. They already have. But I am determined thatContinue reading “Distractions and Messy Processes”
Real or Delete
I sit here in a coffee shop with relaxing music playing and bubble tea in front of me. My pen and paper are also in front of me, but I don’t know what to write. It’s not that I have nothing to say. All week, I’ve been struggling. I’ve been struggling to know what toContinue reading “Real or Delete”
Why Do I Write?
I write because He is asking me to write. I write because I have so many questions. I write because life doesn’t make sense. I write because the world is hurting and broken. I write because I’m hurting and broken too. I write because I see the deep sadness in people’s eyes. I write becauseContinue reading “Why Do I Write?”