Wanna know my problem? I’ll tell you. I have too many things I want to do. Too many dreams and plans and goals to put my attention on. I always have. And in moments of snarky confidence I say, So what? I’m just too good at too many things. And then go on with my …
Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.Eph 6:13 Truth, peace, righteousness, faith, and the Spirit - that I may withstand the evil day, and open my mouth boldly to make known the mystery of the gospel. These …
Continue reading "Disillusion Speaks with Razors in her Voice"
I sat on the far side of the room looking at the two people I loved most in the world, him in the chair to my left, her on the couch to my right. The pain and sorrow was palpable in the room. I was 25 — a free loving hippie, flower child who sang …
Becoming whole after years - or a lifetime - of pain and sorrow always takes longer than we wish it did. Sitting with the emptiness of change is hard, and the instinct is to fill up the void of what once was with something new. But here I am, sitting in the stillness of this …
I didn’t wake up with gratitude this morning. I forgot. So I’ll think on it now. (I woke up thinking about getting the kids to school.) Thankful that I am healthy enough to work out hard and not break myself.Thankful for family that can watch my kids so we can go out of town.I’m thankful …
When I say the word surrender, what comes to mind? Someone throwing their hands up when they’re caught or threatened? Someone surrendering when they are being over powered - like in a wrestling match, or when they know they’ve been beaten at chess? Or maybe someone surrendering their life to death after a battle with …
i’m afraid. it’s not uncommon. i have felt afraid all my life. since i can remember. laying in bed when i was little, staring up at the dark ceiling, walking through the dark church sanctuary when the light switch was on the other side of the room, getting up at night to go to the …
(For part one, click here) (For part two, click here) Ally opened her eyes. The sun shone warm on her skin, the sand beneath her was her cradle. She lay very still, listening to the sound of the waves caressing the sand. The night had passed and the sky was once again a clear, brilliant …
Continue reading "Ally: The Story of an Ocean Girl (part 3, the star song)"
To read part one go here Ally spent hours going deeper and deeper into the ocean, trying to stop the ache in her heart. She learned how to dive under the strong waves and ride them back to the shore. She swam out over the reefs and explored the intricate lace of the coral, making …
Continue reading "Ally: The story of an ocean girl (part two, dark night of the soul)"
In my last blog (which you can see here) I wrote the phrase “...it made more sense than anything in my god-forsaken life” - and I added, “because i’ve been feeling god-forsaken.” I said this as an afterthought of sorts and I realize people reading my blog don’t really know me and don’t know where …
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