It’s not the “Holiday Season;” it’s me. I’m depressed, that is all there is to it. It seems so cliched to be depressed at this time of year. There is nothing I hate worse than being a statistic. Of course, I struggle with depression year-round, but for the past month, I’ve felt like I am... Continue Reading →
The Joys of Discipline
Ongoing stress is wearing me down. If there is anything that has been my saving grace in all of the busyness, it is self-discipline. I often look back with gratitude on my first big lesson in discipline. I was seventeen when I started running. I had never liked running, or exercise in general, but I... Continue Reading →
Letting God Do The Heavy Lifting
My sister once read a book which told of a single woman buying a pair of men’s jeans and then praying for God to fill them. This was apparently her technique of praying for a husband. I haven’t tried this, so you won’t find any men’s pants in my apartment. But, there is a bag... Continue Reading →
Learning To Practice What I Preach
Busy is an alien feeling for me. Work may at times get hectic, but everything gets done and I go home. Not much is required of me, at home. Of course, in the past few years, I have set some expectations for myself about how I use my time. I knew that God wanted more... Continue Reading →
What Am I Forgetting?
I had a week off from work, and I spent some time with my family. I returned home feeling at loose ends. I turned on my desktop computer and it began making a loud noise. Almost instantly, anxiety welled in my gut. I complained to God: Lord, I know that I need to plan on getting... Continue Reading →
Death & Taxes
Last weekend, I filed my taxes. A strange fact about me: I love completing my taxes. This is probably a combination of the fact that they are simple and that I always end up getting some money back. But there is joy for me in completing my taxes that comes from a different source. Each year,... Continue Reading →
Keep Your Friends Close and Your God Closer
As a single woman, I often find myself wishing I had a man around to help with various issues. Most recently, I have wished I had a husband around to handle a bully that has cropped up in my life. Daddy taught us girls to defend ourselves against threats to our physical safety and security,... Continue Reading →