I saw something the other day about how it’s hard to tell the broken that things will be ok when you’re feeling torn apart yourself. And yeah, I get it. It is hard to give when I feel like I have nothing left to give and it’s hard to speak hope when darkness looms and…
Fear not the light
I thought for years that in my teens all of a sudden I became afraid, but I’ve realized that the things that became glaringly obvious then were simply the very fears that had been there all along—they just looked and felt different and seemed to hold me firmer and stronger. Anything that put me in…
It’s all about Him
Long, long ago in the very beginning everything was, well, different. There were no joyful songs floating through the forest; no sunbeams sparkling on water blue; no one to love, no one to hold. Just darkness. But one day that all changed. Upon this formless mass in deepest dark a Being moved. With what joy…
We can always come home… (aka: Lesson 1)
“In the beginning...” There is always a beginning. We don’t start a journey in the middle, no plant appears half-grown and grows from there, and no one begins to live at any other age than 0. In this beginning God created. From dark came light, from shapelessness came oceans and land, from barrenness came verdant…
Hello again :)
I sit quietly, cozy blanket, journal, cup of warm herbal tea, and fuzzy yarn balls close at hand, and watch snowflakes twist and turn outside my window. We’re not even halfway through autumn, and already it’s snowed four times this week. White clings to golden branches, yet melts away, only to leave brown, crackling leaves…