I’ve been going to church my whole life. I grew up in the church; my parents grew up in the church. There’s a lineage of grace there. I’ve been blessed to be raised this way and I look forward to raising my own kids this way. (Whenever that is.)
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Creating as Worship
A lot of my creative energies are spent in long projects—writing fiction, quilting, you get the idea. But baking…with baking I get to see a tangible good within just a few hours. It’s great.
Still Don’t Like Ladders
I don’t like ladders.
Never have.
I don’t really like step stools either.
On Writing
Today I almost forgot that I needed to write a blog post. For once it wasn’t because I wanted to make an excuse to not write (which happens more often than I care to admit). No, today I almost forgot because I was already in the writing sphere, just operating in a different hemisphere.
Wooed
This week was a tough one.
Me, too
This week, a status movement happened on Facebook that I didn’t know would shake me to my core. It was unexpected. And the first status I read started with, “Me, too” and then launched into a description of the incredible amount of healing done since an assault. All of that healing, and still there are nightmares and fears.
Stewardship
I’ve tried to write this post a couple times—and each time I table it and opt for something easier. Something less soul bearing and vulnerable. Something that is more formed in my mind and concrete. But. I want to talk about my word for this year and what it means to me--if for no other reason than to give myself some clarity. It doesn’t sound like that hard of a subject. Maybe this time, this draft will be easier.
Noel
We can all agree that this time of year is busy. There’s a lot of stuff to get done between the shopping, baking, parties, concerts, church activities, and the list could go on. I’ve had a lot of extra things this year as well—please do not read this as complaining, I’m not complaining, I love this time of year.
Not a Political Blog
All week, I thought I would do my first political blog post. Honestly. I thought, “I need to get my opinion out there. They need to know what I think about the current state of our nation.” I dreaded this election. I dreaded the outcome, no matter what would happen. But this isn’t a political blog. It never has been. It never* will be. (*Putting an asterisk here because I shouldn’t say “never.” Things could change. I don’t know the future.) It’s not a political blog because I think when we sink our teeth into politics for the sake of politics we miss the point. (There is a place for politics, don’t get me wrong, but this isn’t the place for it.)
Lesson in Overcoming Insecurity
My cousin’s little boy asked me if I was going to have a baby. There’s no way to beat around that bush. I figured it would happen eventually. I’m overweight. But I don’t think I carry that weight like I am pregnant. But it didn’t hit me like I always thought it would. I imagined that it would leave me devastated and hating my body.