As a child, I remember stapling together notebook paper with simple ink drawings, probably of animals, doing some sort of merry little thing together. My sixth grade language arts teaching told me I had a gift. I thought orchestrating soap opera quality plots with my Barbie dolls and playing, “Let’s pretend…” was just what weContinue reading “When I’m Wordless”
Category Archives: Writing
Broken and Not So Broken
“God, I’m in the place again/I’m trying so hard not to fall/But everything keeps coming down with the rain.”–Everyday Sunday I’ve always appreciated melancholy songs. There’s something about the toned down, raw nature of a rock band that grips my heart and makes me pay attention, like KISS’s “Beth” or Five Iron Frenzy’s “Every NewContinue reading “Broken and Not So Broken”
My Dusty Ol’ Blog
It’s a little dusty here on the ol’ blog. Yet the urge to run my fingers over the keyboard to share my heart with you is growing stronger every day. Finally, this week is quieter, and I’ve discovered this moment–a pocket of peace in the midst of busyness. My review copy of Andrew Peterson’sContinue reading “My Dusty Ol’ Blog”
A Memorial Day Tribute to My Grandfather
My grandfather never served in the military, yet for some reason an American flag has been place besides his gravestone honoring him at a World War II veteran. At first, I wondered if it should be taken away, but who do you notify about something like that? Plus, I just couldn’t make a call likeContinue reading “A Memorial Day Tribute to My Grandfather”
Prone to Wander
When I first learned that I broke my foot, I comforted myself with the thought of lying about my apartment—in bed, on the couch—reading, watching documentaries on NetFlix, catching up on my mental to-do list, and writing my little heart out. I haven’t finished one book, watched one documentary, written a to-do list, yet IContinue reading “Prone to Wander”
in the middle
“Who are YOU?” said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I–I hardly know, sir, just at present– at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.” (Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland,Continue reading “in the middle”
Amy’s Christmas Message: You’d Better Be Good Enough!
“Maddy! Stop jumping on the wrapping paper,” I yelled at my shih tzu, who thought it was playtime. I was attempting to wrap Christmas presents. Undaunted, Maddy ran to and fro across my open roll of paper engaging her sister, Cassie the Peekapoo, in a rigorous game of “Catch Me If You Can.” Half-amused andContinue reading “Amy’s Christmas Message: You’d Better Be Good Enough!”
Friday Faves: Linus’ Blanket Edition
Last week, I admitted that I wasn’t OK and gave you my permission to revel in your not OK-ness (not that you needed my permission). If last week was not OK, then this week was one, uh, terrible. I mean, wretched. Gut-wrenching. It was bad. I think that’s what I like about Friday…the hope ofContinue reading “Friday Faves: Linus’ Blanket Edition”
Poetic Breathing
Trying to explain my anxiety (or depression) to others is a tall order. Generally, my list of responses include: “Oh, we all get anxious!” (Uh-huh.) “I get nervous about going to the doctor, too.” (Is it a week-long obsession for you?) “Trust in the Lord!” (Who says I’m not?) “I totally understand! One time inContinue reading “Poetic Breathing”
To make my joy complete
For a couple of weeks now, I yearned to write a blog post, yet I was afraid that it wouldn’t be as elegant as I envisioned, that my writing was somehow lacking in my sabbatical. Oh, the messy scribbles in my journal were good enough for God and still I wanted to present something “better,”Continue reading “To make my joy complete”
She is Beloved 