Category: Autobiography

Of Blackbirds and Souls

How to handle grief. “We were not made for dying, for seeing death, for losing the loved ones around us. Death and loss should hurt, because they are shoes the wrong size for our souls.”

To Write or Not to Write

Four reasons to quit writing and why I still do.

Dear Church

Tonight, I want to talk to you about something I’ve cared deeply about for a long time. . . loving those who are tough to love.

Un-Afraid?

I opened 2019 with a word of the year: FEAR. I wrote about wanting to face fear head on–face pride head on–and grow in my fear of God. How do we know when are truly fearing God? Do I have to feel the awe… Continue Reading “Un-Afraid?”

Small World

Back in the old farmhouse, Grandma kept a cactus garden. A clear Rubbermaid tub about two feet by three feet and ten inches deep was home to a small log cabin, a china woman, a forest of cacti, and one precocious brown plastic squirrel.… Continue Reading “Small World”