Rejection and I are good friends…too good of friends. In fact, rejection is one of those friends who can’t seem to take the hint that I’m in a hurry and have things to do...
Rejection vs. Redemption
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Sister Rachel Alessio
Articles by Sister Rachel Alessio
Lessons Learned From a Bad Haircut
Plain and simple, a bad haircut is just bad. More often than not, if you are the victim of the heinous “crime” of an unruly trim, it may seem like all hope is lost and that...
Turbulent Flights Lead to Clearer Skies
I hate turbulence. Turbulence during a plane flight is the root of my flying anxiety. I’ve gotten past sitting next to strangers and flying by myself, but I still haven’t gotten...
I Can Only Imagine
A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to see "I Can Only Imagine," a movie about the life of Bart Millard, the lead singer of MercyMe and composer of the renowned Christian hit...
What I Really Want for Christmas Is…
With Christmas right around the corner, I've been thinking about what I actually want for gifts this year. At first, I thoguht of easy things like new cute boots or maybe more...
Worthy of Showing Up
A couple weeks ago, I had a conversation with my mom about how grad school is treating me, and I admitted to her that even though I am content with where I am in the world, I am...
Total Eclipse of My Heart
I’ll bet most people never heard of Carbondale, Illinois, until August 21 when the Great American Eclipse passed over the U.S. Carbondale just so happened to be the closest city...
Are You In?
This summer, I had the wonderful opportunity to attend another GMBA campout. Camp is the one week I look forward to every year, and it is the one week I assume I will be getting...
Coincidence?
A while ago, during a Sunday sermon, I was challenged to reflect on the defining moment when God became real to me. Now, I was born into the church and grew up believing in a...
Names Have Power
Last October, in the heat of a really heavy school semester, I fell into what I labeled one of the hardest points in my life to date. With a quarter of my senior year of college...