Forsake the basic. Pursue the deep.
Four o'clock in the morning. That's what time I used to get up before the shelter-in-place mandate was set. If I found myself crawling in bed at 10 or 11pm then I'd show myself some grace and "sleep in" until 4:45am. That was pushing it. Nowadays, getting up before 7am is a real struggle. I... Continue Reading →
Is it a coincidence that I would need to submit a last-minute request to take a "mental health day" the very same week that I had planned to write about mental health? And then, on the morning that I was supposed to get up and complete and publish this post, I received news of the... Continue Reading →
We Christians can be quite rigid sometimes. We stand firm in what we believe and it is not very often that we are convinced against our will. There's nothing wrong with inflexibility when it comes to our beliefs but, believe it or not, flexibility in another regard is vital for any Christian that hopes to... Continue Reading →
This time last year I was living in a homeless shelter. That wasn't an easy reality to face back then but I was very grateful. Grateful to have a roof over mine and my children's heads, food to eat and an opportunity to start over again. I haven't been the same since. Never had I... Continue Reading →
I kind of thought the coronavirus might stick around long enough to keep us indoors on Resurrection Sunday. She has unpacked her bags and settled in like a visiting relative who doesn't care that they've overstayed their welcome. Even so, not even a pandemic has the ability to weaken the impact of what Christ accomplished... Continue Reading →
I poured a bottle of sedatives down the drain yesterday and I've been hurting ever since. I’m not sure if posting this for the sake of wanting to be consistent is the right thing to do. Perhaps it would be better to silently disappear until the healing process is complete. But by doing that, I... Continue Reading →
One day my oldest daughter and I were eating lunch when she looked at the dead flowers sitting in a vase in the middle of the kitchen table. "Mommy, why do flowers die even when they’re in water?", she asked. "Because they aren’t planted in the ground." She then asked if the flowers knew they... Continue Reading →
I'm an Enneagram Type 2. That fact alone will tell you a lot of things about me, including: 1. My deepest need and desire is to be loved simply for who I am; and 2. My deepest fear is never actually having the good fortune of experiencing that. Couple that with the recent dip in... Continue Reading →
I turned the GPS off last week and I've been lost ever since. My failure to post on March 4th serves as evidence of this. Prior to that, I had never been so confident of God's leading in my life. Never had I been so sure that I was finally headed in the right direction.... Continue Reading →
I know I've talked a lot about promises in the last few posts but as I mentioned before, I've been wrestling with some things that God has spoken to me and it seems He isn't going to allow me to move on until I give up the fight. It is my prayer that by the... Continue Reading →
Fresh Outta Milk 