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on the power of showing up

note: I wrote this post in April of 2019 (pre-COVID). It's been sitting in my drafts for quite a while, but I think it's time for it to see the light of day. It's been helpful for me to reread over the past few months, especially as I continue to try to make an effort to write, and I hope it can be helpful to you, too. i got an invite to a writers' group a few months ago, and i had never felt like more of a fraud in my life. it had been months, if not years, since i'd felt like a writer. the proverbial well of words in my heart had dried up, it seemed, and i wasn't sure if it was ever coming back. i agreed to go out of a sense of helplessness—i'd identified as a writer ever since i could remember. if i'm not a writer, who am i?  i told myself that it was important to show up and act like a writer even when i didn't feel like one, because even though i hadn't been writing, i reassured myself, i still was a writer. but sometimes the words f

In Christ Alone

I put a widget on my sidebar yesterday containing Owl City's In Christ Alone, so that whoever comes to my blog will be able to press play and hear words of hope as they read the words I've written. But I didn't realize it would impact me.

It's been a harder day. I mean, to be honest, I was crying a few minutes ago. Why? Because my laptop is currently unusable.

Yeah. It's kind of dumb, but you have to understand where I'm coming from. My dad is disabled, and I have chronic pain, so the result is that we stay home a lot. Like, all the time. So my computer is my only window to the outside world.

Now, I have other computers to use. But in the midst of everything, that didn't seem to comfort me.

Until I logged onto my mom's computer, went to my blog, and pressed play.

Those words brought everything back to perspective. In CHRIST alone, my hope is found.

Not in a computer. Not in things. Not in my followers.


In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm

What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again

And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From a life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny

No power of hell, no scheme of man
Could ever pluck me from His hand
'Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I stand 


  1. Oh, precious Kylie, this made ME cry! Noah got his wheelchair today, and it's so bittersweet. I had really been having a bad attitude about it, but this reminded me that my hope is in Christ. Thank you, so much. *hugs*


  2. *hugs* my little hobbit friend. Strange to think while one person can have such a great day, someone else can be struggling to remember in Christ alone their hope is found.

    This is one of my *favorite* songs and I love Owl City's version so I'm thrilled you added the widget. I may just add it to my own. :)


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