sometimes i doubt that i’m doing my job well. the skeptics, the know-it-alls, the stakeholders, their opinions and my own insecurities clutter my mind and i end up overwhelmed. frozen. unable to move on to the next best thing, i find myself in a familiar posture–sitting at my desk, head in hands, eyes leaking. but that’s…
Tag: God
sleepless nights
it’s not the first time i’ve been unable to remain in that free state called sleep, the minutes and hours of peace that i often crave. no one gets on your real nerves when you’re sleeping. no one rudely interrupts your true concentration when you’re sleeping. you can change the way your dream is going,…
miracles
i often wake up in the morning, so unsure of how the day will flow. it’s not that i have nothing to do. oh no. i never have nothing to do. it’s that i’m unsure where to start. back in 2001, somewhere in the fall, i and many other a young woman attended a day-long…
morning glory
it’s not yet 9am i’m wide awake thankful happy glad to know that stretched before me many hours to complicate it’s not yet 9am i’m satisfied trusting hopeful glad to know that God has blessed me peace to share with those who cry
sunsets are good for your health
very rarely do i leave work bright eyed and bushy tailed. today was no exception. and with so much time spent in my head (from just a few minutes after waking up), processing questions and frustrations, thinking through possibly needed rebuttals, and all other manner of madness that i’ve done for so much of my…
Or are they?
Now I feel as if researching validity and worth is a quality and necessary endeavor. Yet I’d rather just come up with an answer: Yes, they are. No, they aren’t. Alas, they could be under different circumstances. Like if I were the woman at the well or Nicodemus, experiencing a private tête-à-tête with Jesus coz…
No!
No? Is God mean? To say that He would say “no” sounds so harsh and lacks all the warm fuzziness we’ve often associated with divine Jesus love. To say that God would actually tell me that He won’t fix my eye, and to allow for the inference that there are some things God doesn’t fix…