Mom, you just always seem so sad at Christmas.So much for the ole' poker face of cheer. Despite my best efforts every year I just don't feel Christmas. Each year I tell myself to put the Grinch aside. I try to accept every Christmas party invitation and host at least one of my own. I … Continue reading I can only tell my story: HOPE through the hollowness of the holidays
My recent prayer life resembles Lucy and Ethyl at the chocolate factory. Everything seems to be going ok between me and God, great conversation over a hot cup of coffee, how I prefer most of my conversations. He and I have a nice easy flow between each other. It's a great analogy of the conveyor. Things … Continue reading I can only tell my story: HOPE in prayer
I've been called Intense. Spastic. Dramatic. Fierce. Passionate. A force of nature. All of those descriptors come with the same level of emotions which can be extremely overwhelming to manage. And then enters anxiety. As early as four years old I can remember having anxiety and panic attacks. My mind would race, my heart would feel like … Continue reading I can only tell my story: HOPE Through Anxiety
My theme this year has been HOPE and HEAL But I think I've spent more time whining, complaining, and arguing than sharing hope. I've decided that when I do post for the rest of year it needs to only be stories of hope. Here's my first story for you.You probably know someone who has been diagnosed … Continue reading I can only tell my story: HOPE through Cancer
Don't turn away today. But don't be a sick spectator either. If you're like me, your heart is breaking, blood pressure is rising, dark images are pressing into you, and even darker thoughts are racing through your mind. I seem to be consumed with putting a finger on where my loved ones are at every … Continue reading Don’t shut down for too long with today’s insanity.
I cannot bear to watch what happened at The Cross. Movies like The Passion, or last week's episode of The Bible make me sick to my stomach. The cruelty, the torture, the shame, drive me to tears. Because frankly I'm not worth it. I can make it balance out in my head. If I had … Continue reading The Coolest Thing Ever About The Hollowness of Hopelessness
Fear has no place in the wonder of hope and I have a crush on Jack Frost.
The Mad Hatter: Have I gone mad? Alice Kingsley: I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are. Part of my life feels like all the oddities in Alice in Wonderland. Drinking potions to grow too tall, shrink too small and have everything in constant topsy turvy. I'm never … Continue reading We are not alone, the Lord God is in our midst.
It's October 16th and I'm finally wearing pink. Reluctantly. I hate Breast Cancer Awareness Month. First off I want to call it something else. Who isn't freaking aware of Breast Cancer? Who hasn't been touched or destroyed by it? We should call it Breast Cancer Fight Month or Kick Breast Cancer's Butt Month. Because it … Continue reading Why pink sucks this month