Faith

I Choose The Risks

The ocean breeze blows cool across the boards, blankets the rides with a moist dew and caresses my skin with its touch. It tickles my flesh and knocks at the fabric that covers my face. I long to suck it in, in deep satisfying breaths, to feel it fresh and alive within my lungs, to […] Read more…

This Present Monster

“This morning the sun rises over the monster on the loose too, a giant hellion that’s waging war on the world, taking cities by storm, aiming for the most populated but stamping on every one in its path, wreaking its havoc on mothers and fathers, aunts and uncles, on grandparents and children and stealing the most fragile, the ones who most deserve protection and care.” Read more…

Grounded – COVID 19

Our world is brought to a standstill. Fear ripples through the hearts of men and women and children like the endless reverberations of a stone tossed in a great sea. Pain and sorrow and loss grip all of us in the common bond of COVID 19.

Lives will be lost. Jobs will be lost. People will hurt and grieve and brake. Senior college students are miss their entire spring semesters, their graduations. Long awaited vacations, weddings, funerals have been canceled. Children reel from the effects of this world spinning quickly out of anything that feels familiar. Parents are working at home or even worse, not working at all. The world’s economy dangles by a thread and seems as if it can’t possibly hold on.

We wait for the monster on the lose, surely to arrive in our lives in some way any day now. Read more…

Prayerfully, A Faithful Return

Every single day, I feel a gnawing, a craving to come here to this tiny site in cyberspace, to this blank spot where words flow easily, where they tumble out tangled and tousled from that quiet, aching, yearning, hoping space inside of me and somehow become ordered linear thoughts.

It’s here where my words find their […] Read more…

Hope For the Adoption Journey

Have you arrived home with your newly adopted child and found the road ahead too difficult to walk? Have you felt alone in your lack of ability to meet the needs of your child? Have you struggled to find the warm fuzzy feelings you so desperately wanted to feel for your child? Have you hidden […] Read more…

When we’re broken and need to find hope in its midst

I wake to the sound of the roosters crowing, just as the sun’s rays begin to shed their distant glow in the sky beyond the horizon. Morning lurks just beyond the earth’s edge, brimming with light and life and the gift of a new day. 

But that’s not what I see. I see black. Night still […] Read more…

Not What I Wanted

Dear Heavenly Father,
I want to write something lovely and true, something beautiful and real and gifted that resonates with the masses, or even with just one – with that one person you want me to write for. My mind is jumbled and anxious. The pain feels like a balloon that inflates throughout the day until […] Read more…

What the Doctors Didn’t Tell Me

My fingers fumble over the keys now, straining to find their way again. They’ve lost that effortless feeling of gliding over the keyboard as they did before.
Just like my body lost its strength and my mind its memory of the summer months.
The doctors didn’t tell me that.

They didn’t tell me how much I would lose, […] Read more…

My Prayer

I can still feel the pain of all of it. I can feel my muscles ache and swell from the disease. I remember every time I’ve fallen throughout the years because my core muscles and hips and thighs are so weak. I feel the smashing onto the ground and feel the pain of every hit. I feel the childhood embarrassment of not being the same as everyone else. My right femur still aches when it rains or the weather changes, a deep bone pain that I can’t reach and somehow still feels as though my leg is crying out for the pieces the doctors took out, for it’s lost parts. My legs are thick and heavy from the disease. I try hard to walk straight and strong so no one sees the weakness and pain within me. Read more…

An Open Letter to my Kids

To All of My Precious Children,
Time has such an insidious way of changing things.

Somehow as I reflect here in this crepuscule and obscure hamlet I’ve found myself in, my mind transcends time and space. It erases the years between, and all at once I hold each one of you in my arms, my infants and […] Read more…

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