Adulthood

Not everyone will like this growth process, and, truly, that’s okay. Not everyone will be on the same journey, and that’s all right, too. But growing up is never easy.

I’ve been told more than once that I’m shockingly normal. Not because I have three heads or a third eye or a tail, but because my dad wrote books about strong, godly families and people are curious to see how his strong, godly daughter turned out. I tease my husband that my childhood dreams of becoming a world-renowned author would come true the minute I committed to a tell-all book. What was it like growing up in the “perfect homeschool family.” How holy am I as a result of it? The answer is, I grew up in a wonderful, imperfect…

When it comes to race, too often “just preach the gospel,” means “just shut up.” Just tell people that Christ died to save sinners and the race stuff will take care of itself.

Before I become that obnoxious millennial who reads one book and thinks she’s an expert, I’ve drafted a list of do’s and don’t’s for myself.