At the beginning of last year I joined a new small group. It was the first time I had shared my testimony in a while and as I told my story I said something along the lines of this: "If I had to choose one word...
When I was a kid, growing up in church, I heard a lot about right and wrong. The whole stereotype message of the Baptist preacher "hell fire and brimstone." Yeah, I was buried deep in that. I remember when I was eight and realized I...
It occurred to me the other day that no one writes their story while livingtheir story. We don't write our story while living it because we don't know the ending. It's too scary to write a story you don't know the ending to. We want...
I've been writing about pain a lot lately. It's not that pain is all I have to talk about. I have been intentional about watching sunsets, noticing the phases of the moon, and how brightly the stars shine as the night gets darker. I have...
When I was eighteen I was in a major car accident. My first weekend of college, I was heading back to campus and I happened to hydroplane and then flip my car on an Atlanta interstate. For a few seconds, my life slowed to a...
"Three things in human life are important: the first is to be kind; the second is to be kind; and the third is to be kind." {Henry James} When I was a youngster, I was intrigued by light bulbs. In the same way that I was unable to stop staring...
A friend sent me an excerpt from Naomi Zacharias's book, "The Scent of Water," a few days ago. In it she discusses the reality of fairy tales and how we are so quick to focus on the happy ending that we miss the struggle the protagonists...
So it seems it is August already. Half of the year has already slipped through our fingertips; a multitude of moments forgotten or not, completely irretrievable. I can hardly believe it. I am just curious...