Category: Writing
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What is waiting?
Wait on the Lord. Something that appears over, and over, and over in the Bible. Wait on Him. Is that the same thing as patience? I say a little bit yes, but mostly no. Patience doesn’t mean to wait. The dictionary definition defines patiences this way: the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble, or suffering…
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Fickle Autumn
The air has grown thin. The sky is so blue, the sun is shining, but it doesn’t thaw the parts of me that are frozen to the core. This time of year always makes me pensive. On warmer days, I could sit in the sun amongst the leaves and let my surroundings soak into my…
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“Keep moving forward,” he said.
What am I? Who is this person? I am a shell, fragile and flaky. The wind could blow me away, the rain could wash me clean from the earth. I grip my place here tenuously, as though I’m not sure I want to hang on or not. What is this place anyway? Is it where…
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As I Sit Here and Think I Begin to Wonder
As I sit here, I think about too much. My mind is scattered. It lands on one thing, but doesn’t commit, and flits to the next before I have time to recover. I am tired. Jon is tired. We just keep on truckin’, but sometimes I wonder how we’ll keep up at this pace. Our…
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Like a Firefly in a Jar
The weather is turning warmer…the kind of warmer that, when the sun goes down, you can still feel it in the air. It’s almost salty, despite living a thousand miles from any ocean. Our happy feelings come out of hibernation. Our souls fly like butterflies for the first time, so joyful and free, and a…
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Knots made of Red
I sat in a restaurant today with dim lighting, and the entire time I felt dazed from the half-light, like my eyes were only half open, even though I knew they were wide open, and the red light filled my eyes. A friend recently told me that in films they use fake blood, and it…
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It’s Tough Cookies, that is, Telling a Tale
The Jacket A man walked into the bookstore wearing a bomber jacket with a soft fur lining on the collar. He wore a cap pulled low enough that no one could see his eyes. He sat down in the back row, far away from the woman standing at the front. She stiffened as he walked…
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Renouncing the Gray
Well it’s that time of year again. For some reason, when the leaves start falling and the temperature drops, I get creative and I start to think about things. Lately I’ve been downright philosophical. I’ve been thinking a lot about Christianity and what it is about being a Christian that I despise. See, a lot…
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Mounting on Walls of Frustration
How do you keep adding and adding things to an already full life? I’ve been learning about dependency. Dependency on God, but also on others. It’s something God’s been trying to teach me for a long time, but I’m a little slow. The problem is that I don’t want to change. That requires risk. But…
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sighing takes lung capacity
It’s been a long sigh, old friend. You’re probably wondering what I’ve been up to. Well, for one, I’ve found that other peoples’ happiness is really quite lovely. I’m so glad my friends are getting married. Now if they could just stay that way, and without the rugrats. No no, I’m kidding. They can be…