MAGPIE

My applications are my most secret documents. There are 23 in total. Most are just passing crushes ((like the NBC page program, Meghan Markle and Prince Harry’s personal social media content writer, goop’s Director of Essential Oils and Laxatives Re-Branded as Wellness Tea)) but some are true love. I can’t help it; I discover a non-profit in a particular area of interest and suddenly I’m obsessed. I daydream about how great we’d be together – that non-profit and I- and I wond

As I prepared to leave the Philippines and my 15 months’ service with International Justice Mission fighting against cybersex trafficking of children, I started to regularly have this question asked to me. The first couple of times I heard it, I just kinda made this creepy Tina Belcher moaning noise until the person asking would take pity on me and let me weirdly moonwalk away. The question on everyone’s mind? What was the big takeaway? At first, I would develop some kind of

Over a year ago, I left Romania shaky and weepy. My three-ish month stint serving at a survivor shelter for vulnerable women and children was watershed, seismic, and numinous. My eyes had been opened to a deep running river of Christ’s love, weaving in and around heartbreak, abuse, trauma, and exploitation, ending in assured restoration, empowerment, and hope. The people I met and learned from had an intoxicating spirit of survival, faith, and love. They were brave, uncomprom

(I debated writing this post because I wrote it in a dramatic and overemotional state, which when you read it, you’ll understand why I felt this might’ve hindered my argument. But I hope that it comes across as passion and conviction rather than hurt feelings and rage-against-the-man. Enjoy. ((Also I’m just a person; all opinions are my own and do not reflect those of the candidates mentioned)) Last Saturday, I found myself in a parking garage in downtown Indy on the phone wi