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a student of grace, seeking wonder, becoming fluent in the language of hope

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When I Am Still Unfine

December 28, 2015 By Alia Joy

My breath comes in short bursts of white smoke. My heaving chest is an engine blowing exhaust into the frost. I lean over the porch hyperventilating, watching my tears hit the snow beneath my feet making tiny indentations, pinhole hollows searing the purity of a fresh snowfall. I feel a hand on my shoulder and my son pushes a cloth towards me to wipe my nose and eyes and the vomit from my lips.  I squeeze my eyes shut tight causing tears to spill harder down my cheeks and puncture the pristine …

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Filed Under: Depression, Mental Illness, Suffering Tagged With: anxiety, depression, Faith

A Body of Many Parts: On Diversity and Unity

November 4, 2015 By Alia Joy

When God scattered men like seeds riding the wind, with mixed tongues and confused speech, He always meant for the corners of the world to inhabit praise. He always meant for His name to go far and wide. I imagine the tower of Babel, the hands of men making their way to the heavens by sheer will and determination and no small measure of pride. The arrogance to stay huddled and similar when all along God commands our reach further than we’re comfortable. Genesis 11:1 says, “Now the whole earth …

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Filed Under: Featured, Race, Relationship Tagged With: Church, Creativity, Diversity, Faith, God, justice, love

When You Feel Hunted by Anxiety

September 29, 2015 By Alia Joy

Light breaks in through the window and draws a slanted square on the floor. I dip my bare toes in it and stand facing our back porch. The pines swoon under the blush of evening as the sky blossoms in lavender and pink. I don’t know how long I stand there but my toes are soon planted in darkness again. And this is when the thundering begins, the trampling like hooves against my ribcage, extinguishing my breath. One moment I am taking in the beauty of the blazing sunset, the next I am a stampede …

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Filed Under: Depression, Mental Illness, Suffering Tagged With: anxiety, Faith, hurt

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Hi, I’m Alia Joy

INFJ and Enneagram 4w5…so it’s complicated. Wife and mom, coffee-dependent, grace saved, cynical idealist learning fluency in her native tongue, the language of hope. My pen is my weapon of choice to fight off the darkness when depression looms, it is my compass for navigating my messy mind, my even messier heart. Writing is my wilderness and my home. I write the reminders to find my way back to the heart of God. I write to feel God’s pleasure.

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