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
This week I am working in Managua, Nicaragua.
I love working here.
I feel the same whenever I travel to third world countries.
It resets me.
Reminds me. Continue reading
I am having one of those days.
You know, the kind where you feel like you are fighting.
Fighting for more. Fighting for purpose. Fighting for life. 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
I’ve been stuck lately.
Not stuck in a bad way, but in that I am still protesting inside which is why I haven’t written. 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
Are you seriously going to write about this?
Yes… yes I am.
And let me tell you why.
Because it is not talked about. Not in our churches. Not among families. Not with friends, especially married Christian friends. Continue reading