Thursday 4:20AM. My alarm goes off, and I drag myself out of bed to start work. I sit down at the dining room table, my makeshift office, type in the password to my laptop to login. It doesn’t work. I try it again, and again. Password Incorrect. I email my boss who is in Vancouver, … More Finding peace in the midst of loss.
As a woman, I have this amazing mental capacity to hold onto something for a long time. Most men will agree with me on this. Okay, so that isn’t exactly “amazing” but it’s unreal how easy it is for me to fixate and stubbornly hold onto a grudge, bitterness, un-forgiveness, etc etc. But as I … More Overcoming my stubbornness.
“This right here is the problem, God. It’s always my fault. Why is it always my fault?” I wanted to be completely open and honest with myself and God. If I was frustrated and angry at my current situation, it was because this lie of things “always being my fault,” was what I believed, and … More “It’s always my fault.”
I had an intense November. I wrote about all of it. Then I never posted it, because I’m a flaky, indecisive millennial. Jokes aside, it was better that I didn’t post it then because I still had lots to digest and think through. So here goes. Back in November I listened to two sermons, one … More How I Found Peace In Chaos.
“Who are you?” The question caught me off guard. Admittedly, my friend Paul had made a smooth segue from our conversation about the significance of my tattoo, to my view of my personal significance. I was stumped. I stumbled around for an answer, and came up with the Sunday school response of, “Uhh…a child of … More Who am I?
Day after day, I realize that I’m not actually as close to God as I think I am. I’ve been busy worshiping. But it’s not what you think. As the months go on, I realize that I’ve been busy serving my gods of entertainment, pride, vanity, etc. The list goes on. I used to think … More The needy soul.
“Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! 16 See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me.” Isaiah 49:15-16 My husband’s been gone for 12 days. To those who are … More Never Forgotten.