So here is the issue, I don’t hate London. But crowds, small places like tube stations, and stressed/busy environments make me mildly anxious. London is one of the greatest cities in the world. Actually this is an issue that I’ve heard a lot over the past few years. People agree that yes, London is amazing but that to be honest, I hate London, I can’t stand London, … Continue reading How to Travel in London (When You Hate London)
What are the pros and cons of being a flight attendant? Guest blogger Daniel Bhowanidin has the scoop: Imagine, if you will, that you have the ability to travel to anywhere on this tiny but beautiful blue planet. Anywhere your heart desires and BOOM, you can go at a free or close-to-free price. Pretty amazing, right? Well, let me tell you: it is. Hi, my … Continue reading What’s It Like to Be a Flight Attendant?
What does it mean to be Pentecostal? Guest blogger Nicole Ponder has the scoop: I recently took a spiritual giftings test and scored highest in the following three things: Gift of Hospitality Gift of Discernment Gift of Tongues “Yep, okay, those make sense” was my reaction as I read the results. This was not my first giftings test in my thirty-one years. In fact, it was … Continue reading What’s Up With That Pentecostal Girl?
Hey there. Rachel here. As is the holiday tradition, Savvy and I join forces to bring you a delightful taste of both of our writing in ONE blog post. It’s like inception but for blogs. Helpful tip: Savvy’s words are in italics and mine (Rachel) are in roman type. Savvy (who is newly twenty-three! Cue that Blink-182 song) and I a.k.a. Rachel a.k.a. twenty-two (cue … Continue reading 10 Big Changes for Savvy and Rachel
It is what it is, says love.* Is it perfect? It’s a long-distance relationship (ldr). It’s not fab because you’d rather it be different. It’s wonderful because the relationship is so good that you’re willing to go the distance. That’s what it looked like on my last evening in England as my boyfriend and I strolled along the cobbled riverwalk after our last date together. … Continue reading Being in a Long-Distance Relationship
Legit, it was because of popcorn. I’m watching a movie—Confessions of a Shopaholic, I am not ashamed—in bed with a bowl of popcorn at my side when I realize something. The popcorn does not have enough seasoning. You know that powdered white cheddar stuff? Oh yes. I bring the cinema experience home. I dart out into the kitchen, sprinkle some more on, and then head … Continue reading Getting Locked Out of My Room
Strobe lights sweep across the auditorium. Music pounds against my eye sockets. Hands are in the air. They praise God with a passion that used to humble me to tears. I’m in my seat, arms crossed, eyes half open. Literally, I’m in a church. I’M IN A CHURCH AND THERE’S STROBE LIGHTS. I have been in the dregs of America’s Bible Belt for barely two … Continue reading When Christians Go Batshit Crazy
I’m not paranoid. I know it. There are people with actual paranoia as a legitimate psychological disorder. And that’s not me. If anything, I have the creeping edges of it, the watered-down taste of it, the heat of it from a near distance. Let me explain. As you may know from a post on my travel blog, ‘Goodbye, Massachusetts! Hello, Florida,’ I have said goodbye, … Continue reading Feeling Paranoid
“I would never cheat but, you know, I also realize that as a human being, a hormonal human being, I am capable of it – not saying that I would do it. I wouldn’t. It’s just that people act like they would never when really, everybody is capable of cheating. We can’t be cocky about it, it’s just such an equal possibility for everybody.” After … Continue reading Cheating on You
“I don’t understand why we go to a church forty-five minutes away,” I say, gripping the steering wheel as I practice my driving. Dad leans back in his seat. “What’s the problem with that?” “It takes us out of the community.” “Fine, okay, I’ll tell you what,” he says. “You can pick a local church and I’ll take you there.” “No. Never mind.” “Why not?” … Continue reading Being the New Girl