The last thing I feel like doing right now is writing. I can’t explain it except to say I ain’t feeling it. Nope. Not at all. I would rather have a root canal than be typing. I have been feeling this way for sometime and thus the absence of posts…
but I have this thought that keeps gnawing at me. Do you ever have that- a thought- that you really wish would leave you alone, but it keeps coming up again and again and again, so much so to the point that you start to wonder what is God up to? Continue reading
I have been given the incredible opportunity of writing a grief curriculum, seven days of prayer and reflection, with a talented group of people at CRM (http://www.crmleaders.org).
In writing, we decided to start each day with a vignette of sorts, a story that invites readers into our stories of grief. As I prayed about what to write, I wandered back through old writings, times where grief was so palpable and burdensome that I could barely stand… and I came across this little gem.
This piece is for you, dear sister, who have loved the Lord and felt abandoned- hurt- let down- confused.
This piece is for you, dear sister, for whom life has worn you down.
May these words bring you comfort. May they let you know that you are not alone. May they give you a glimpse of God, a different God than you have known.
My heart is hurting tonight. My heart is healing tonight. Can both of these take place at the same time?
I ask that you indulge me in a digression for the moment, for I need to explain how I arrived at this crossroads. Continue reading
I had just settled into writing anonymously and I loved it.
Well, I kinda loved it.
I loved that I could share what I often had to leave out… but something interesting happened. Continue reading
Do you ever wish that you could share completely open- totally bare- but be anonymous?
It’ s like my heart has so much to say, so much it wants to explore, but it holds back. I started thinking about what I would share if I were anonymous. Actually I have written several posts never to be seen just to feel the freedom in writing what I wish I could say, if my face were veiled.
Funny enough, I like these posts better. Raw. Bare. Hurting. Me. Continue reading
I, well we, are starting a new trend.
Yes, totally new. Never seen before… and when you start hearing the buzz, What’s this? Who came up with this? I just want you to know it started here. That’s right, right here, baby!
Okay, so hear me out.
It’s called SLO-DATING.
In the midst of a culture where everything is fast. Fast cars. Fast food. Fast internet. Fast girls. Fast marriages. Fast… we are slowing things down. I mean like really slowing things down.
To get a visual of how slow… check this out… and you’re welcome. Continue reading
So, I took my girls hiking yesterday. It was glorious… not just the view, but the fact that my two girls (10 and 13) passed four adults who had to stop and take a break because this was a killer incline. Girls, you know your mama will love you no matter what, but can I just tell you how proud I am of you that you knocked the snot out of this trail. (wiping the imaginary tear)… so proud. Continue reading