the following was written a while ago, but published now.

If I'm honest - not having a church has taken a bigger toll on my soul than i like to believe; than i like to let on.

if I'm honest - most of the time I'm pretty depressed.

if I'm honest - i keep busy to keep...

The raw skin on my leg stings when I walk. The scratches on my right quad from where I fell on the way down from that hike the other day are still sensitive. The bruise underneath is purpling. Green and yellows join the mix. And the scratches – red, and pink on the edg...

Currently have the perfect formula for writing: fresh coffee from a brand new bag + cloudy morning + comfy sweater + zero obligations.

But mostly the coffee.

My sister sent me a bag from Intelligentsia that someone gave her because she wasn’t going to use it, and its not...

I’m sitting in the first coffee shop of the day. Writing what may very well be another pointless blog post that maybe four people read. Drinking my Americano, today with a bit of cream in it (shocker, I know), and successfully avoiding conversation with my earphones, w...

I’ve started writing this post probably a good ten times in the past month or so. I’ve figured it’s time to post again. But I can’t seem to find words to share.

I’m learning a lot. I’m going through a lot. My heart breaks every day for something different. And i feel ze...

Though the Lord is exalted, he looks kindly on the lowly; though lofty, he sees them from afar. // Psalm 138:6 

Anytime I think about flying or am on a plane I get really happy and excited. It's one of those things that reminds me of how small I am. And I love that. 

I...

i am a broken piece of glass. but the Lord does’t let any of my shattered pieces be lost. He holds them. He changes them, melts them, molds them, colors them, and puts them back together in a new formation, but one that is still me. one that is more me.

i started as a...

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about me. 

Listen: not in the selfish way,  not in the “poor Nat Bru” way (there’s been a little of that, I’m a work in progress, but it’s not my point), but (mainly) in the wonderous way. in the “God made ME” way. In the “Who the heck...

On April 8, 2015 at approximately 11:30pm, my dear friend and brother, Danny Canales told me that i was going to face some really really hard things this year. That i was going to be forced to find my strength in the joy of the Lord and that only.

It was a Wednesday n...

R O A M -- 

let me wander, let me roam

let me frolic, there i am home

in my wandering

You speak truth

where i roam

i find You

as i frolic

i am free to rejoice

becasue You are my Savior

my air and my voice

// NB

Reflecting on the longing i have to travel and the peace i feel on...