29. When one baby goes to sleep, another one awakens. 28. For any one thing I know, I find 4 more things I have no idea. 27. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. I know the love part is true deep in my bones. 26. Hope is… Continue reading 29
It’s terrifying. With the first, it’s because the amount and intensity of pain is unknown. With the second, it’s because it is. Modern medicine has made pain virtually a choice. Helllllllo, epidural. So why not me? Yes, I might be afraid of the giant needle going into my spine that is not without it’s own… Continue reading Natural Childbirth
I call her Queen. Daughter of Majesty, stitched together by Divinity, Eyes the size of the moon. Diamonds like freckles speckle her face Cloaked in sapphire silks, she stands six inches from the sky. Dancing at banquets and pouring champagne, Dressed to the nines in Heaven’s finest. The celebration of Angels with each step that… Continue reading The Movement
Vulnerability. It turns out I’m not so great at it. I have convinced myself that oversharing is considered vulnerability. It isn’t. Word vomiting at anyone and anything that moves isn’t vulnerable. Picking up the phone and calling name after name until someone picks up is NOT vulnerable. It has the semblance of vulnerability. Just like… Continue reading Vulnerability: Actually, For Real Guys
The church I grew up in was against dating in high school, so whenever they talked about dating I got very anxious and felt guilty because I dated a total of one person during high school (who later became my husband and father of my child, but that’s beside the point). Anyway, whenever they talked… Continue reading Doing it Backwards
It is for freedom Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery. I think we humans are exchangers. We get rid of one thing, only to need to find another. We can’t have empty hands or hearts or heads, we need… Continue reading it is for freedom.
Thank you for caring about me. Thank you for wanting the best for me. Thank you for keeping our eyes focused toward the future. But we really must talk, ye the escatologically obsessed. What about today? What about the death in our lives today, the hope and light and life and darkness… Continue reading ode to the end times sermon.