relationships
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I found Jesus in an Amazon box on my front porch today. He took the form of neck and shoulder massager sent by my Aunt Lorie. She knows I suffer from tension headaches and chronic neck pain. What she didn’t know is that for the last three days, I had some of the worst tension-induced…
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I built an alter You sent the fire Burn up the offering Every other desire Fill in the space The great in between ‘Til I see Your face My heart, make it clean My eyes, make them pure Flooded with light Push darkness back Bind it to night Fear clouds my view I grasp for…
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Everything you said, I meant Forsaking all others, I did My strength and belief, I lent Behind a mask and armor, you hid Tonight, I’ll let the pain take me under. I won’t busy myself with the laundry or the dishes or the endless demands of our home and our kids— an effort to keep…
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This month marks a year that my husband and I have been separated; six months since we’ve sought divorce. This bitter pill has been excruciating to swallow, but I’m washing it down little by little, trusting God to make it make sense when I get to the other side. Although I’m very much “in the…
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You rode into my life, a knight in shining armor; pulling me out of my own miry pit. A hero in my eyes, until you sliced me with your sword. It wasn’t intentional, you’d say.In fact, how dare I assume it was even about me at all? This invalidation lodged a dagger in my heart,…
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This year came in relentlessly swinging, like a heavyweight boxer fighting for a championship title. It knocked me upside down and kept me there, blood rushing to my head as the punches kept coming. It wasn’t the blows themselves that caused the most damage. It was the disorientation in the wake, when my world was…
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Journal entry: December 9, 2022 How do you come out from the cocoon of survival and emerge as a butterfly? I once slinked along the ground, carrying the DNA of a butterfly but looking nothing of the sort. I tucked myself away in hidden-ness, allowing You to turn me into goo; trusting You & “trusting…
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It was New Years Day and my husband arranged for me to spend a night alone in a hotel room. There was no agenda, aside from a massage scheduled the next afternoon. His gesture and my one-and-only new year’s resolution paired like sharp cheddar cheese and a fine bottle of cabernet. After years of failed…
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I was up late several nights this week, scouring the internet for answers. Big Tech’s censorship of some social media accounts I follow provoked me to lift the rug up in effort to find out what’s been brushed underneath it. I quickly found myself knee-deep in “conspiracy theories” that were truly terrifying. I’m not gullible…
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Under the stillness of the cold night sky, our normally busy household sat in silence as my family slept soundly. It was after one in the morning and I was swallowed up in my Kindle, devouring what would become my favorite novel, “Where the Crawdads Sing.” While Delia Owens masterful words spun a tapestry of…