I went through my room, putting everything in boxes. I’m getting ready to move out for the first time. Before today, I was doing pretty well living in the present. But today, I opened old doors and cleaned away cobwebs. The brain has a defense mechanism of taking events or memories that cause turmoil and […]Read more "Artifacts"
God is good. Life is bittersweet and beautiful. I love it, and I’m so thankful that I can say that, because there were many times in my life where I just wanted it to be over. But by God’s grace and strength, I outlived my demons. Christ conquered them. And here I am. Life certainly […]Read more "Thoughts"
She found these mushrooms on her day’s journey. “I want to identify them,” she told me, and I did, too. As our conversation continued, we found ourselves identifying each other. Identifying with each other. Struggles, victories; mysteries, discoveries; dislikes, loves; valleys, peaks. We all want identity, and perhaps even more, to have someone identify us. To […]Read more "// I D E N T I F Y //"
Love is undeserved. Picture this. There is a person in your life who hates you. They do the complete opposite of what is good for you. They may metaphorically or literally spit in your face. They ruin your reputation, they steal from you, they hate and judge you for everything you say or do, even […]Read more "Let me tell you what love is."
It’s late and I’m overtired. And it’s probably making me emotional, or, more likely, bringing forward the thoughts that the busyness of my life and mind disguise and filter. Either way, this is the situation I’m in, and this is what I’m feeling. One morning five years ago, I heard a group lead worship in […]Read more "CTI and My Pride (A stream of consciousness fighting humility)"