All posts by Emily Maynard

A few years ago, I had a really good idea. I was helping my friend Amy clean out her closet, mostly by laughing and making her try everything on and putting it in big piles across her bedroom. There were things to keep, things to try to sell, things to get rid of, and a... read more

Last fall I was invited to a Bible Study with a group of women. It was on the book of Jeremiah and at first I wasn’t really sure I wanted to join. I’m a little afraid of Women’s Bible Studies. In fact, if an event is put on by a church and has the word... read more

On Saturday I cut my finger. It was the usual way: chopping kale, chattering away and not paying attention to my hands. When I sliced into the side of my index finger, I pressed the cut with my thumb and kept right on talking. I guess I was hoping the skin would glue back together,... read more

He got my hopes up. I was cautious, but I was hopeful. Hope is a tough one for me. It’s a word that circles around me; one I wish I could grab more often than I do. Usually I smile at hope as it fires past with someone else in tow. But this time it... read more

My most life changing realizations happen in weird locations. I’ve now had dramatic and lasting plot twists on an airplane, in my car, in a taco shop, and now, at a gluten free bakery. I can’t decide if it’s more exciting or terrifying that redirection can happen to me at any time, in any average place, but... read more