For as long as I can remember, my Grandpa would give me “Easter money” to buy a new dress. Since his passing earlier this year, I’ve built up in my mind how important it is to continue this tradition. (So noble of me to give myself a reason to buy a new dress, I know.)
Author Archives: Rachel Fisher
Day Twenty-Seven: Out of Practice
Even when the situation is healthy, I have still found myself feeling drained by historically effortless achievements. A social setting like tonight that was fast-paced and well-attended would’ve thrilled me beyond compare, but I caught myself retreating several times out of friendly exhaustion.
Day Twenty-Six: Getting It Right
I may not be great at turning Hinge matches into actual relationships, but you can be sure as hell I’m filled with actual, authentic peace tonight. Because for every area of my life where I feel I’m failing, my relationship with Jesus is still solid.
Day Twenty-Five: Standards
I love that when I look back on the day, the things I cherish most are the things I often repeat…the standards.
Day Twenty-Four: School Lessons
Wisdom isn’t having the answer but being prepared to answer. We need not know everything, we just have to be willing to show up and let God work out the rest.
Day Twenty-Three: Springtime Sneezes
I wish to spend one hundred percent of my time outside, in spite of the reality that my face has settled into a permanent pink predicament.
To me, Spring is worth the sneezes.
Day Twenty-Two: Main Character Energy
Jesus doesn’t need us to be the Main Character. He doesn’t want us puffing out our chests, pretending like we’ve got it all figured out. He wants us to turn to him when we need conviction, not mask our doubt with self-serving hubris.
Day Twenty-One: By Default
I’m slowly starting to recognize that there are plenty of times I hide behind this spectacle: smoke and mirrors are flashy but inauthentic, and there are plenty of times I use my “fearlessness” to mask genuine fear…
Day Twenty: Take a Walk
What I love most about my walks, though, is that it provides me space to listen. I am but a mere observer, accomplishing nothing other than moving my feet and taking in the flood of senses around me.
Day Nineteen: Newness
I have realized that it’s not conclusions I dread so much…it’s the lack of a new beginning that should take its place.
