Beautiful, happy tulips on display at Biltmore. Lord, why couldn’t I be planted at Biltmore? I currently reside in a small town in Georgia. And by small, I mean the population is less than 15,000. My husband and I have lived here for almost 13 years. It’s the longest I have ever lived in… Continue reading Bloom Where You’re Planted
I often wonder what compels me to cut open my veins and bleed all over this keyboard that sits in front of me. I apologize for that graphic image. But for those of you who are acquainted with the metaphor, often attributed to Ernest Hemingway, you know that I am talking about the craft of… Continue reading Why write?
There is something about heartbreak that teaches us more about love, than love alone ever can. There is something about living in darkness that makes us long for light. There is something about being lied to that makes the truth, once we hear it, that much clearer. There is something about living in bondage that… Continue reading Finding Joy in the Mourning
After being married to the same person for 17 years, I am beginning to understand why marriage is so important to God, so sacred. In a world full of disposable relationships, ghosting and unfriending have become our go-to methods of relationship management. We pick people apart; god-breathed, beautiful, and fearfully made souls, discarding and shelving… Continue reading And the Two Shall Become One
When you wake up sun will shine. We will not go under any cloud. Let balloons go up in town, ring out every bell. Happy birthday, beautiful, all the birds of this day sing a song, sing a song. Dream of trains carrying you through the state parks with the cherry flowers. When you wake… Continue reading It’s a Girl
I used to think that when I prayed for God to give me strength in my weakness that He would somehow infuse me with a kind of strength magic, and I would feel my spiritual muscles cartoonishly growing, like Popeye after eating a can of spinach. Now I know. I know that when I pray… Continue reading Weakness is Strength
“The world could be fixed of its problems if every child understood the necessity of their existence.” Dwight D. Eisenhower Every single person on this planet has a right to be here. If you are alive, you have the right. If you are breathing, the right. If you have a pulse, you have that right.… Continue reading You Have a Right to be Here
Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. That’s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer… Continue reading No Clue
Advent – The juxtaposition of the longing of the ancients with the unforeseen coming of our Christ. Longing for home. Sick. Eager. Expectant. Fighting nagging feelings that once again things are not as they ought. Restless souls, Weary travelers. Parched and perplexed. Sick and tired of waiting – For our luck to change. For our… Continue reading A Song of Advent
I grew up afraid to fail. Therefore, I grew up afraid of trying anything new. Afraid of what others would think of me. Afraid of the whispers behind closed doors. Afraid. Afraid. Always Afraid. Fast forward to adulthood. I got pretty good at covering up all that fear and doing everything right. I hid behind… Continue reading Jesus Isn’t Toothpaste
