Unloved
I think you already know how I feel about sharing stories that are truly personal and feel private to me. I don’t like it. Not one bit. But I think someone needs to hear this. I went out to celebrate with my girlfriend this weekend and we took lots of pictures. On the way home, […]
Faith
I started praying yesterday about what to share. It seemed as if nothing came to mind. As I laid in bed in the quiet of the early morning, still asking God what I needed to share – still nothing. The thought occurred to me to get up anyway. It’s in the quiet of the morning […]
Paying attention
I’m learning that I have to be extra careful of what I do in front of my daughter. A few nights ago, as we laid there right before bed, our stories read and our prayers said, she starts telling me bible stories. She first shares with me the one about the little girl who had […]
He wants it all
Shortly after I began writing, I woke up in the wee hours of the morning with a song in my head. It was a song that I’d probably only heard twice, but the words were so distinct as I laid there that I had to get up. It says: ‘There’s a voice that cries out […]
If I told you my story
Sometimes I’m starting to think that if I told you my story, that you wouldn’t believe and you’d think I made it up. Actually, these days the conclusion I’ve come up with is ‘I couldn’t make this up if I tried’. I just can’t make this stuff up. Yesterday morning was one of those mornings....
Answered prayers
In the bible, there is the story of the ten who were healed of leprosy. Ten men had come to Jesus, when they had leprosy and needed healing, begging for pity. As was the custom, they had to stay a far way from ‘clean’ people, so that’s what they did. On the way to […]
There is nothing new
When I felt like I was being led to start writing, I had a whole host of reasons why I couldn’t. The first one was: while I never considered myself a writer, I’m an extremely private person. God impressed me to read Exodus, and when I forgot, He reminded me again, and again. In […]
Waiting
I like to tell my daughter about things we’ll be doing. Except sometimes I don’t give her full details. I tell her, which builds eager anticipation, ‘it’s a surprise’. She loves surprises, because she knows I only promise her good things. This can work two ways for me. She’ll either torture me with...
Seasons
I love spring and summer. I love spring because it’s a time of rebirth and everything becomes new again. I love the summer for its warmth and beach weather. I live in New York, so the seasons are very distinct, and not like the Caribbean where it feels like it was a perpetual summer. It’s […]
God, no thank you.
I had a somewhat troubling experience yesterday. I don’t like to talk about what I do, but this was a poignant lesson, and I feel the need to share, so please bear with me. My daughter was out of school for the day, but I had to work. As the weather sucked on Sunday, I […]