“We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world.” –Helen Keller This isn’t something I planned to write about. In fact, when it comes to avoiding struggle, I’d like to maintain my silence and let the subject pass right by. There are probably plenty of other things equally valuable I could choose.
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I've long turned to writing as an escape from life. That fact alone has been enough to incriminate. The guilt of that came on slowly, but it's inescapable now. As my secret's been revealed more and more, the words I've kept inside, reserved for myself, where I believed I'd be safe from those who would judge me for not going
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Distraction – The day has just started and I haave 24 new emails. I don’t have time to fix that typo… The Wikipedia entry for distraction is here. It's basically "divided attention." " Here are 2 pics from that page. I fought to read today’s entry in Chambers’ My Utmost for His Highest. (I at least know this much, that
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Sit with me. Just one moment.” I sit, wondering what we’re looking at. Her hand covers mine and I recall my old selfish attempts to deny her—denials of home. Now we’ve come here to watch all these silent years pass between us and she’s exactly how I imagined my mom would be at this age. “Sit,” she says. But she really
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This morning, I headed down to the pond and caught a frog. I'd never have seen her if she hadn't leaped from the wooden bridge. But when she landed amongst the rocks and ferns, I trapped her with the girls' butterfly net. She was big and made no sound, so I assumed her female, an orangey-brown wood frog with a
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