I don’t tend to make New Year’s Resolutions. Not these days. At one point I started, rather coyly, to call them hopes. New year hopes. Or maybe a word for the year, which I’ve done the last couple of years. But being one of those people who overthinks life on occasion, I start wondering about … More accidental resolutions
How much can be portrayed about someone in words? Biographies and autobiographies can be fascinating, but can still be filled with bias and, as has to be the case, gaps. There are always the gaps. Because not all of life can be put into words. I would go so far as to say that none … More telling the story of a soul?
The waiting is a watching. Straining to see the stars amid smoke and fear; focused on the tiniest pinpricks of hope. Do not desert us. Rescue us. Remember us. The waiting is a watching. Eyes peeled for a hint of morning. Find us. Do not leave us. Remember us. We watch from different places; some … More the waiting is a watching
Maybe you’ve written something no one else seems interested in, but it is special to you. That doesn’t take away its worth as an important part of your story. It’s not wasted. Don’t toss it away as if it were nothing, but treasure the journey you made. Perhaps God wants to speak to you through it, most of all. … More a story of your own
I need soft moments. Life tries to push them out sometimes; I feel I should be doing something. Or – and perhaps this is the most truthful reason – I fear coming face to face with how I really feel. I mistrust the feelings themselves; I mistrust my own perceptions. Of myself. Of life. Of … More soft moments