Time was becoming a concern, and this path didn't look familiar. I hoped she knew where she was going. How ironic that I had placed my trust in someone who had never been here before. Only the four of us had chosen to venture out and take the six-mile hike. All the rest stayed close,… Continue reading On the Right Path
It was so unlike me. I took it right from in front of her and left her empty-handed. I had never done anything like it before, and I didn’t even feel bad about it. Neither did the others. Almost everyone was doing it, and she was the one most often on the losing end. Over… Continue reading Dirty Santa
I don't mind substitutes. It's deprivation I loathe. Doing without the things I love, like macaroni and cheese, leaves a void in me that needs filling, preferably with something cheesy.
My friend tells me I would adore him, yet not one thing she has told me about him appeals to me.
"Why is it that God sometimes seems to beat around the bush in answering my prayers?" I wasn't the one bold enough to ask the question aloud, but I can't deny that I've wondered it. A lot.
Sit down. It usually means you can expect something is about to happen. Something is going to change. No more status quo. Will it be good or bad? Do I even have an option as to whether or not I sit down? Can I just run for my life now?
Over eight years later I can still pout about it. Giving up our water garden. I was pretty put out with God for asking me to give up something so good and so beautiful. I was also considerably hesitant to follow through when I knew He was telling me to fill it in. Aren't we… Continue reading The God Who Takes Away
I began trying to dream earlier this year and I found it to be one of the hardest things ever, because my mind had been trained against it.
"Something has to come off my plate." I knew exactly what she meant. My friend wasn't talking about her need to reduce her calorie consumption, she was admitting her need to cut back on her obligations. She didn't need wiggle room in her jeans, she needed wiggle room in her schedule. We can all use… Continue reading Should that be on your plate?
We adults, however, know better than to allow our hearts to be so trusting, don't we? We've learned to play it safe, not gambling on being surprised by another painful experience. No, we'll just pass on the surprises, thank you very much.