Wedding Planning at Dunkin’—Two Divorced People Making #ANewThing

Hampton's snow trapped us for days, but at Dunkin' with Charming, we got stuck in wedding details. Two Type A Wheaton grads who've done this before, arguing over songs to avoid. Then we created #ANewThing—because that's what happens when God writes redemption stories with snow days and second chances.

Why I Skipped New Year’s Resolutions and Chose God’s New Thing Instead

Instead of making resolutions I'd already broken, I remembered my life verse from eighteen years ago. Here's what it means to trust God is doing something new when your future is uncharted territory.

Stuck in the Attic: When Depression Crashed My Christmas Engagement

Getting trapped in my attic while looking for Christmas boxes became the perfect metaphor for the depression I'd been hiding from my fiancé. Sometimes asking for help is the only way down.

Dr. Bogin Would Be Proud: How My Therapist’s Legacy Lives On in 987 Tuesday Nights

Dr. Bogin would smile behind his round black frames if he could meet Charming at our Thanksgiving party. He taught me that no day is wasted, even the 5,127 we spent apart. Now I see: God doesn't work in clean slates—He works in yearbook themes where everything connects.

When Students Write Bucket Lists and God Writes Mine: A Teacher’s November Rain

My sophomores wrote bucket lists while Bobby McFerrin sang "Don't Worry, Be Happy," but I couldn't stop thinking about my upcoming marriage and Paul's letter to the Philippians. Sometimes the best lesson plans teach the teacher.

My Student Anna: When God Answers Prayers with a Teenage Helper

I prayed for strength to survive losing my second yearbook class. God sent me Anna, a seventeen-year-old who thinks like me and holds up my arms like Moses at the Red Sea. Sometimes prayers are answered in INFJ teenagers.

Living with ADHD While Planning a Wedding: Why I Can’t Focus

Save the Date cards sit unfinished while my mind jumps between yearbook deadlines and Charming's need for attention. Sometimes being newly diagnosed with ADHD explains everything—and complicates everything else.

From Fort Monroe Beach to Duck Methodist Church: Finding Our Perfect Wedding

Charming proposed again with my real ring on a pier in the Outer Banks, then we found the white church with a steeple I'd dreamed of since childhood. Sometimes God writes fairy tale endings in the most perfect settings.