Author Archives: Ashley

Jesus I Come.

I’d tell you how many times I’ve listened to this song over the past month, but that would be embarrassing. Do yourself a favor and take a little bit to soak it in. If you’re anything like me, today you … Continue reading

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Ladies Who [Are Out To] Lunch.

My 25th birthday was hallmarked by the rather terrifying realization that it’s finally happening. In a sort of “I still vaguely recall what to do with this tooth brush” kind of way, I am officially losing my mind. It became … Continue reading

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Bagged Lunch Baggage.

It’s nice to see all of you again. You haven’t changed one bit. I trust that the past several weeks have worked out beautifully for you and humbly apologize for my propensity to get sidetracked and forget that just because … Continue reading

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John Henson is my Homeboy. Also, I am Cold.

While the harsh reality that I work at a church might suggest that I am, in fact, immune to the typical distractions that vie for the attention of the general masses, it’s far from true. Take this morning, for instance. … Continue reading

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Why Googling is Romantic.

It all started with lunch. Kellan and I had only been dating for a matter of days when he extended an invitation to dine with him after church. I was to come over at 1:00, and he was cooking. I … Continue reading

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