At times, it appears my fire has burned out. The weight of my circumstances has snuffed it out completely and only darkness remains. Smoke circles me like a an unwanted fog, hindering my clear view, choking me, and confusing matters. Defeat has become my captor. But then I feel it, hard to notice at first—the… Continue reading Out of the Darkness
Anna sits at the kitchen table, a Wonder Woman coffee cup in hand. No sugar. She can’t have the taste of sweetness anymore. She swirls the coffee in the cup and observes the tiny whirlpool she’s created. The black coffee is bitter, like her mood. Deep down in her core, hidden beneath all the positivity… Continue reading Embracing ‘Different’: A Story
A few days ago, I ventured into Hobby Lobby with my two little ones. I ran into a friend, and we attempted to talk for a few minutes. My children could not stand being still and waiting. They were bobbing, weaving, and playing with one another, intent on doing what they wanted, in the moment,… Continue reading The Kid in the Store
For some reason, I have a song from my childhood playing on repeat in my brain this morning. I have no idea what started this broken record in my mind, but I did stop to think on some of the lyrics. "This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine" "Hide it under a… Continue reading This Little Light Of Mine
When I lived in Seattle years ago, I had a dear friend who went to the gym daily. I admit, I often tried to talk her out of going ‘just once’ so we could spend time together doing this or that. She explained that it was a necessity for her. It helped battle her anxiety… Continue reading A Little Self-Care, Please
I have been thinking a lot about Peter’s denial of Jesus. I can relate to what drove Peter to the three denials before the rooster’s crow. Fear. He was afraid of being persecuted by those who believed differently than he did. I may not be facing a threat to my life like Peter, but I… Continue reading Before the Rooster’s Crow
Lately, I have been swayed by whispers of the enemy. I have been stuck in my head, thoughts swirling, looking for answers to difficult questions within myself alone. It is a fool's errand, and I have been stalled. In the words of Lauren Daigle, I need to tell myself to "Look Up, Child". What I… Continue reading Getting Back to Grace
Character development through poetry. This girl was hurting. So much pain, tied to a ghost in the past. I love writing. ——- All this time, I thought it was you. My heart My feelings In your hands Leaving me wondering. Did you ever really care? I realize now The answer is inconsequential a “yes” a… Continue reading Working on my story
The Release The past is haunting The future untold And the right now... The right now is puzzling. Shedding skin no longer needed Discovering who lies underneath It is a trial It is a necessity Extracting the poisons Removing the weeds Learning to grow To provide nourishment at the roots Letting the sunlight in Looking… Continue reading A little writing
My daughter is at home with me today. Our puppy, Gizmo, can hardly contain his excitement. He keeps pouncing on her and nipping at her, in his playful puppy way. As usual, she enjoys it for a short time before erupting into dramatic complaints and tears about how he’s “bothering her” and “won’t leave her… Continue reading The Choice is Yours
I cannot tell you how many times I have listened to Lauren Daigle’s new song, “You Say”. It is my daily go-to. It speaks to me, as it does to many Christians. It serves as a reminder of how God sees us, especially when we struggle with our own self-perceptions. “You say I am loved...… Continue reading Thank You, Lauren Daigle
Recently, we were trapped inside for a few days thanks to Hurricane Florence. (Luckily no damage for us, Praise God!) While stuck inside, my husband and I worked together on cleaning out a closet. In it, he found one of my journals. He quickly opened and flipped through. No, he wasn’t trying to read my… Continue reading Acknowledge. Accept. Forgive. Do the next right thing.
I remember Hurricane Hugo in 1989. It hit eleven days after my 8th birthday. It was very scary. My mom tells me I asked her over and over if we were going to die. Now, with Florence heading our direction (just after my birthday again), I can’t help but think of those memories. The damage.… Continue reading In the Storm’s Path
Have you ever tried to fit a puzzle piece into the wrong spot in the puzzle? I have witnessed committed puzzlers fight to make a piece fit. Maybe if I push just a little harder? But, try as they might, if it isn't the right place for the piece, it just won't work. And if they… Continue reading When the piece doesn’t fit…
Have you ever had a moment in time when you thought, “Wow, God, you really listened! I see evidence of that answered prayer.” I had a big “ah ha” moment like this yesterday morning, and I feel drawn to share. So, let me tell you a little story. In April 2017, I reached out to… Continue reading An Answered Prayer
Today's post is a little different. It is shout-out to someone very special to me. You see the flower I use for my Fairly Grounded image? She took the photo. I use it because it reminds me of her and how our relationship continues to grow and bloom. I was sixteen years old when she… Continue reading Just a little shout-out
