God’s splendor is a tale that is told.
Hey, all you Type As, Enneagram 1s and 3s, control freaks, and perfectionists (like me). I’m about to say some swear words. There is no “done” in this life. No matter what you accomplish with your hands or in your heart, the best you can do this side of Heaven is progress. Y’all okay? I …
2020 took a lot from you. That’s true. It also gave.
I approached my year-end reflection with a sense of failure and shame. But I wonder if I didn’t shema better than I thought.
Coming down from #PsalmsAtSeven has been bumpier than expected. I’m a creature of structure, and going from 150 days of regular study and sharing to zero gave me a bit of whiplash. I realized that while I have Plans™ for that project in the future, I don’t have any for It Wonders Me beyond simply …
Sabbatical (noun): from the Hebrew agricultural term “shmita,” referring to a year-long break from working the land to allow it to rest and heal in God’s care rather than man’s. I have never successfully returned from a sabbatical. Every time I’ve taken a break from writing, whether personal or self-improvement or fiction, it’s ended up …
I’m homesick, guys. With all the travel and immigration restrictions, my soul is longing for a place it can’t go, for the family I left behind, for a life we planned but may not have now. If you didn’t know, I’m an American expat (I think of myself as an alien–it’s cooler). I’ve lived in …
Ontario is officially holding in place for the next two weeks, and the news coming from places already doing so has made people twitchy here. Specters of instability, claustrophobia, boredom, and scarcity are sending ripples of fear through the collective unconscious. But it doesn’t have to be like that. Spending time in social isolation—for the …
Y’all, I had an actual panic attack last night. Not normal for me. It wasn’t even about anything important—I was gaming online, doing too many new things at once, and melted down. It was bad enough that my brain crashed. That I ran from my computer and abandoned my friends. That I cried over something …
What’s coming out of your mouth today? Obviously, right now we’re all super into washing our hands (anyone else’s hurt?) and minding how we cough/sneeze (dabbing is cool again!), but those aren’t the only contagion vectors we should be concerned about. Think about it. When you cough or sneeze, you make a choice. Do I …
It seems bleak right now, doesn’t it? Schools closed.Events cancelled.States of emergency. The news addiction is real, too. I’ve been on Facebook more in the last 24 hours than the last 24 days, watching reports—both official and anecdotal—roll in with increasing anxiety. It’s not the virus I’m concerned about. Yes, coronavirus is nasty. But people can …
These are my actual jeans. Notice anything odd about them? (Hint: It’s the knees.) I acquired these pants at different times, and I’ve worn them in steady rotation over the last four years, but when I bought them, none of them had holes or weird dye jobs (a fashion plate, I’m not). I earned these …
I walk a bit cockeyed. A weird-shaped hip socket and a couple surgeries will do that to you. I am also almost always in a hurry. Even before having a kid (which magically makes you late for everything), I rushed everywhere, trying to save time and be more efficient. I walk like I’m on a …