HeyJaredLetter From The Deep End
Letters for the soul who’s tired of shallow faith. I write about real life, real Jesus, and all the messy, beautiful in-betweens — from the deep end of my story to yours.
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She Was Waiting at the Door (opens the original)
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I stopped going to church for a little while because I had sex with my fiancé.There.Might as well just get that out of the way. 😂When I really recommitted my life to God, I had made a decision that if I ever dated again, I was not going to have sex before marriage. That was it. Off the table.I had told myself. I had told God. I had told one of my closest friends. I had told Pastor Christina. I had even encouraged other women that they could wait too.And then Shawn and I got engaged.And one night
The Job Description Changed (opens the original)
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I went down for my oldest son’s graduation this past April. He and his wife were newly married, and I had his grandmother with me.One morning he took us to one of their favorite places for coffee and breakfast, we wandered around a few shops nearby, and then he said, “Let’s go back to the apartment.”When we walked in, I started taking everything in.Their shoes were sitting together by the door. There were fresh vegetables in the kitchen and a good bottle of olive oil. They had their little coffe
Not Every Story Is Mine to Tell (opens the original)
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This past Sunday, my pastor preached a message called, “Why Did I Say That?”Which honestly sounds like something I could ask myself at least twice a week.Bare minimum. 😂And one of the things I took from it was pretty simple:Just because you can say something doesn’t mean you should.Well dang.Because apparently that applies to writers too.Especially writers like me.I write pretty open here.Like...really open.If you’ve been around the Deep End for a while, you already know that.I’ve written about
I Still Don’t Know Where to Stand (opens the original)
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I can be in a room full of women I know and still feel like I’m back in a high school cafeteria.There.I said it.SHE Night at my church is always packed.Music going.Coffee shop open. Snacks everywhere.Women dressed cute.Little groups already formed before you even fully get inside.People taking pictures together.People hugging.People calling each other over.And then there’s me.Standing near the door.Smiling. Pleasant smile eyes.You know the ones. 😂I see people I know.People I like. People I genui
We Were Never Supposed to Know This Much (opens the original)
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I was sitting on my bed staring at my phone like I was about to cut off my own arm.Life360.That little app had somehow become my direct line to my college-aged son who lived sixteen hours away from me.Two hours by plane.Sixteen by car.Which, for a mother, is basically another continent.For twenty years, I had gone to sleep after my son got home.Jacob out with friends?.....I was awake.Football game?....yep, awake.Driving somewhere? Definitely awake.There was always this little switch inside me th
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