Never let them see you cry. Rub some dirt in it. Big girls don't cry. No use crying over spilt milk. This is what the world has to say about crying. What happened to us? … Read more about Never Let Them See You Cry.
I’m Not Coming Home.
When I left for my race in January, I was a different Taylor. I was living my life. I have a great family, good friends and an opportunity to get an education and earn money. When I say I was living, … Read more about I’m Not Coming Home.
It’s Just a Shell.
My time in Costa Rica was beautiful, spirit-filled and much too short. I saw people fighting for their faith no matter what their physical life looked like on the outside. They saw each gift … Read more about It’s Just a Shell.
Life is a Beautiful Battle.
He sat down next to me. I barely acknowledged his presence, and continued to talk to Erica on my other side. I opened my bag of stupidly expensive Costa Rican chocolate, and for no reason at all … Read more about Life is a Beautiful Battle.
The Beauty in Poverty.
Costa Rica. When you hear that name what comes to mind? Probably something like beaches for days, sunshine, surfing and seafood, am I right? Costa Rica is achingly beautiful. It's green and magical … Read more about The Beauty in Poverty.
It’s Raining Bugs, Hallelujah
Yesterday was Taylor Tuesday. All that means is it was my day to do our team devotional and team time. My devo was encouraging us as a team to set goals for our day and for our last week in … Read more about It’s Raining Bugs, Hallelujah
Fight.
God made me excited about Nicaragua. Before training camp, AIM announced they were adding a fifth route to the January group. It included Europe, making it four-continent route. My interest … Read more about Fight.
The Walking In Between.
Honduras was a beautiful surprise. I spent my days in the sun, digging trenches for a fence. I spent my nights helping lead worship at two churches and laughing like crazy with my entire squad. It … Read more about The Walking In Between.
Your Love Is A Song.
“Your love is a symphony all around me, running through me. Your love is a melody underneath me, running to me. Your love is a song”. -Switchfoot During my final week … Read more about Your Love Is A Song.
