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Jessica is my real name. I currently an undergraduate music student in Southern California, where I study violin performance and participate in a classic books program.
       As a classically trained musician, a lover of all things classic and a music teacher, I love to express what God is teaching me through prose and poetry and photography.

         I love reading good books (feel free to throw a suggestion in!), drinking tea, and searching for sunlight in green places. I love coffee and tea, the poetry of Christina Rossetti (and anyone else good that I discover), long talks with friends, waking up for the sunrise, watching Chuck episodes on occasion, and spending time with my family.

     My prayer is that you may find here the lively life of the mind and the lively life of faith, that you will be encouraged, maybe you'll learn a bit about me as you read, that you will join the conversation, and that you'll stick around.


If you're new, one of the popular posts, or one of my favorites:

Most Popular Posts:


"I'm still learning the basic survival instincts that go with being a homeschooler in a world of not-quite-so-sheltered people, but I think I've adapted fairly well, so just in case you're struggling, let me help you out." Read more.
"Many Christians have pointed out "Christian themes" in The Hunger Games, everything from the theme of redemption when Katniss volunteers for the Games to take her sister's place, to Peeta's injury, near death, three days in a cave, and re-emergence with a "new lease on life". As I was thinking about the characters in the book and movie, however, what stuck out to me was not a sense of Christian allegory, but a pattern. As I though over what I had read and watched, a pattern that emerged strongly and consistently from both was a clear sense of what the characters were worshipping. Katniss worships life. Peeta worships identity..." read more.
  • In Calamity

    "If you had been there, O Lord!—
       you have words to calm a storm
          to turn its frenzied terror to a calm. 
    You have hands to heal, to touch the torn
        and bring new life to broken flesh.
    Where you walk springs hope, light, life
       but we forget that the earth trembles and melts 
       at your touch, that you have wrath 
           which consumes utterly and causes
     kingdoms to fall to their knees,
         that you speak and mountains are 
     moved, that you have terrible and mighty power."
     read more


Some of my own favorites:

"Friday is the day that ends in silence. It is the day of darkness, of chaos and murder, of mobs and blood. It is the day when we follow Christ through the long night to the trial of day, into the light. Bring his deeds before the light of day, search them out, sift him like wheat, test him like the lamb-which-shall-be-slain. Hand him over to the Romans, to Pilate, to the crowds and their angry cries, their muttering rising in tide until it is a black wave, a tsunami rising that will have its way, it will overcome order and grace and mercy..." Read more.
"Only Christ can take our shame and turn it to honor. Only Christ can speak words into our lives that lead us to continued worship, continued gratefulness, continued humility and yet honor us. He sees our eager dreams, our desire to do something beautiful for him, and he does not leave us to live in shame..." Read more.

"In that moment our hurt and shame and anguish and grief are so near the surface, boiling-over ready, on-the-verge, breaking-out ready. You’ve been walking barefoot too
long and if anyone mentions your dirty feet, you lash out at them with the buildup of the last month. You are so tired, broken, that you’re just hanging on. Just barely..." Read more.

2 comments:

  1. I am just in awe of the fact that you are a gap-year student. You are wise beyond your years, Jessica!

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    1. thank you, Everly! I hope that you are encouraged as you read and that you'll come back!

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