This year has felt like one long test of faith. If I were being graded on it, I would certainly fail. You can’t fake God into giving you a D. I know that my faith has grown over the past two decades of life, but I am far from trusting God as I ought to.... Continue Reading →
Just when it felt like life might return to normal, my state’s governor took measures to close down churches and businesses, again. This week, I felt the anxiety and discouragement wash over me. I don’t think that I have ever been so concerned for my community or the future of my country. Uncertainty seems to... Continue Reading →
My family has gone puppy-crazy. If you’ve been following the blog, you know that in February, my parents’ beloved standard poodle, Quigley, died. He was such a joy to the whole extended family, but especially to my parents. A couple of weeks ago, the decision was made that it was time for them to get... Continue Reading →
I spent a lot of my adult life trying to figure out whether my difficulty developing meaningful friendships has to do with my personality or my life situation. I have concluded that there are a lot of complex factors. Add a pandemic, and it is possible that I have never been more annoying and out-of-touch.... Continue Reading →
There were times when I looked at my life and could only see a series of disappointments. The life I wanted bore no resemblance to the life I had, and the sting of failure and rejection weighed me down. As a writer and storyteller, I had imagined my life to be a grand love story.... Continue Reading →
As the COVID19 pandemic continues on, people around the world are struggling with the restrictions set in place by their governments to stop the spread. Much of our anxiety is rooted in the fact that the situation is far outside of our control. This cuts to the heart of humanity; our trials remind us that... Continue Reading →
Life is filled with ups and downs, and we all struggle with the dips and unexpected turns. But I’ve spent my adult life feeling like my emotions respond to every situation with the equivalent of nuclear warfare. If a mountain can be made of a molehill, that is how I will react to the speed-bumps... Continue Reading →
I spent last weekend being Daddy’s Girl. It is one of my favorite roles in life. As we were working together, my father commented on a radio ad he had heard. The point of the advertisement had been that the company could take care of household repairs so that fathers could spend their weekends with... Continue Reading →
Christmas is upon us, and I fear that for many people, it is filled with stress rather than joy. As a single person from a laid-back family, I often feel like and observer of the madness. At one Christian gathering, in a prayer someone referred to "the Christmas burden.” I wonder if it was one... Continue Reading →
