You’re gonna be ok

A message from a friend: I am hurting today. A phone call: I am tired... I don't know how much longer I can do this. A social media post that silently screams, Someone, anyone, please love me. It's all around, and truth be told, we are all hurting in some way. Peace, my friend. He... Continue Reading →

When I Say I Love You

When you have wronged me, and you have deeply hurt me, or someone I love, and I still hug you, and I tell you I love you, it does not mean my heart is no longer hurting, nor does it mean I condone your actions past or present. It simply means that there isn’t anything... Continue Reading →

Please, stop scaring my kids

I wish the end-time dooms-day preachers would stop. It is 12:25 a.m., and I have just had to go in for the second time since I went to bed at 11:30, and assure my thirteen year-old terrified child that God is not going to obliterate the United States of America anytime soon as far as... Continue Reading →

On Pain and Vulnerability

It is when you are tired and vulnerable that you are most easily tempted. It is when you are exhausted and weak that you are easy prey. It is when your heart is broken, and there is a great, gaping wound, that you are open to whatever or whoever steps in to fill in the... Continue Reading →

On Self-pity

A poem I came across this morning. One day when walking down the street, On business bent, while thinking hard About the “hundred cares” which seemed Like thunder clouds about to break In torrents, Self-pity said to me: “You poor, poor thing, you have too much To do. Your life is far too hard. This... Continue Reading →

If We’re Honest

The faithful among us… the strong, the stout-hearted – how I admire and envy their stolidity, their strength, their unwavering belief in the face of the worst situations, the most devastating diagnoses, the most painful abandonments. You know somebody like this, I’m sure – someone who, no matter what happens, their immediate response is, “Yes,... Continue Reading →

Find Me

It's been two years since I wrote this. And oh, how I needed to see it this morning. My heart, my spirit... they are still walking with a limp. But they are walking, slowly, timidly, back to where they belong. Oh Lord, take the eyes of our hearts and our understanding - our knowing -... Continue Reading →

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