Category: general
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Conversation
These last posts may have seemed a bit heavy. As I confess all my deep dark secrets the readership stops altogether! Hahaa!! I understand. I don’t know if I would want to read it either. The only reason I started this blog is because I had a few friends that encouraged it. It is good…
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The Dark Side
I have a dark side…one I battle with frequently. (For those of you that know me…it’s not my humor!! Even though that can be pretty dark too!!). Depression hits me quite often. Through self analysis and calendar tracking I can tell it’s not always hormonal either. It can occur on the sunniest of days for…
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Test = Testimony
For most of my adult life I have struggled with one major issue. (Disclaimer…there are many minor ones as well 🙂 ) I have yet to triumph over it. There are glimmers in the distance future…it will be something that I can turn into my testimony. This might sound a bit off to some, but…
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“Welcome to Holland” by Emily Kingsley
This essay was read at the missions conference I was just at. The lady reading it has a child with a disability. It resonated with me as well. This essay describes the loss of dreams, and how we can adjust to them. I could relate on a different level. I posted it as I thought…
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Growing up…
Remember when you were young…and life was so full of complicated choices? Has it changed? I’m 45 and still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up! I used to think that I would have it figured out. I can decide what it is I want to do and then…
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Martyr
“Woe is me…can’t anyone see how hard I am working for…..(fill in the blank)!!!? Can’t they see how I am sacrificing for the good of the cause? Why am I not getting more recognition and praise?” How often does litany this go through our minds? And why? Is it because we are suffering from the…
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Motherhood
As mothers we have a constant demand on our time and our emotions. So many of us can’t let ourselves rest and relax. We run ourselves ragged. We live in the world of guilt…why can’t we be better mothers? Why do I act like a child myself? I find myself comparing my mothering skills to…
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Crisis of faith
Not so many years ago I had a crisis of faith. I stopped believing in God and all I had ever believed in. It almost felt like a relief. No more pressure to be good and strive for eternal life. I had spent my life watching my parents devoting themselves to ministry and it looked…