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
