Running, Powder, and the Better Life
A few weeks ago, I got home from a long run, soaked in sweat. It's the kind of sweaty I didn’t know before I took up running in the...
Author: Maria Mullet
It All Matters
If someone came to me with the request “teach me to dance” I’d have nothing. Nothing. I can’t do the two-step, the tango, the twist. None of them. I’d...
Giving Up and Leaning In {The Grove: Niche}
There are still a few spots left in Connection Groups! If you've been on the fence about joining, you still have a chance. Head over to the Connection Group...
Yellow Shirts and Wobbly Knees {The Grove: Welcome to Culture Shock}
I always thought choosing what color I’d wear was an individual right of sorts. I could choose according to my mood, my preferences, my style. But...
Questions From a Single Nomad
My left ring finger is empty. It’s not bare: a freckle marks the spot where a ring might sit. But nothing winds around it as a reminder of a...
On the Road to Self-Discovery
Outside my front door sits a snake plant. Beside the snake plant rest my Birkenstocks. And this bothers me. I am...
A Living Redemption {The Grove: Redeem}
In life, all of us take our turns trying to answer difficult questions. Deep questions like, “How can a good God allow pain and suffering?” Or some far less...
One by One
Whoever wrote “The Ants Go Marching One by One” did not live in the tropics. Lately, in my kitchen, it seems more like they go marching...
Two Little Words
Think with me for a moment on the power of two small words. I do forges a lifelong commitment. Forgive me can turn enemies to friends. So long can potentially...
It Has Everything to Do with Hope
Last fall, while attending pre-field training that took us deep into the wilderness, one of my teammates reached a place where she was certain she could not go on. No...
