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
So I’m slightly obsessed with the Human of New York page on Facebook. I think it’s my love of story. My love of life. It allows me little pockets into lives I will never know.
Some make me smile. Others are simply amusing. My favorites are those that move me to tears, tears of the beauty that I see or the ache of a pain I know well.
Every now and then I run across one that sticks with me, like this one above. There was something about it. It spoke to me. I can’t tell you what it was, but this feeling just hit my gut, something deep within me. Depth. A depth my eyes couldn’t see, but my heart could feel. Continue reading
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
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
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
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