There’s a piece of scratch paper I have on my fridge with a quote in pencil written in my friend’s handwriting. She wrote this down several years ago in a spur of the moment when she was at my house, and she left it for me. It says this from Oswald Chambers: My goal is … More Joy is Secure
Grace is the free gift of God’s enablement. – Mildred Bangs Wynkoop I am a living thing, with a body, a soul, and a mind — living, even with a body broken, sometimes unfamiliar; living, even with a soul sometimes unexplainably sick; living, even with a mind finite, failing me into frustration. I am a … More A Poem: Living
Originally posted in my old newsletter, “It’s Hard Being Human,” on August 13th, 2021 I used to want to throw rocks at God’s face. Every time I imagine myself doing this, I see myself on the beach in Hawaii at sunset, because I lived in Hawaii the first time I had this felt-need to throw … More I used to want to throw rocks at God’s face