"No longer do I claim to believe in the god of the Sunday songs, but I cannot seem to stay away from his house." Join me as I search for the North … Read more about Joy attendant
Searching for the North Star
Hello old friends. I finally did it; I finally launched a new blog. It is called, "Searching for the North Star" and would not be, but for the love, time, and kindness of the folks who I met along … Read more about Searching for the North Star
I don’t want a platform.
I've missed you, folks. It's been a few weeks since I showed up around here. Your world has continued to spin and life continued to happen in all of its daily-ness and adventure. So … Read more about I don’t want a platform.
Love over time
Yesterday, a long-prayed prayer came true in my adopted home church as Love Manhattan rolled out.It was so good. Better than Josh Garrels-jamming-in-my-Hobbit-House good.Better than … Read more about Love over time
I gave my ring away
I gave my ring away. The one that I purchased a year ago in a tiny shop along the Gainesville, Georgia, square. It was gorgeous and is called, "The Tree of Life." I have been wearing it in place of … Read more about I gave my ring away
I am going to have to fight for it
Some things knock the wind out of us, pillage our pride, jump all over our post toasties, and challenge our faith. Usually, we get back up - most often with considerable help and prayer … Read more about I am going to have to fight for it
Running with coffee
Silence. All I can hear is my in and out breathing and the hum of the air conditioner. I am on my face again - in this child's pose and on an old familiar blue rug - seeking God … Read more about Running with coffee
Wishes for baby
wrecked.org Today, my friend is going to whoop it up with her family in preparation for baby #2. There will soon be a party, well-loved people, presents, and – most … Read more about Wishes for baby
Being present
One thing I've learned in this season is that sorrow visits every house. Each family. Strangers on a train. And there is so little to be said … Read more about Being present
