simply me and jeans

(This refers to a book my Dad loved called Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach) Sitting among giant cacti. Watching the sun set. The silence almost otherwordly. I hear some sort of bird flying by. It seems so out of place, as if it had lost its way in the world and ended up in […]

I don’t like to be wrong, but sometimes it’s worse to be right. I’m a worrier by nature. I routinely fear that the worst will happen so I’ve learned a tool that has helped me combat those worries over the years. I remind myself that our fears hardly ever happen. Being attacked by a shark, […]

We build walls so easily. So naturally. Without even realizing it, our hands pick up stones that are mindlessly laid one upon another. Year after year, the walls reach higher and higher and higher while we instinctively know what we need and what we desire, but, what is not so naturally given or received. Connection. […]

Over the last month, various circumstances have aligned to remind me of an obvious and basic truth of life.  It’s as if God started setting up dominoes a few weeks ago, in an intricate pattern of intertwining circles that He would eventually cause to fall into one another only to reach the end of themselves […]

How is it possible?  How can a memory hold such power that the thought of it stirs up emotion that causes goosebumps to form on her arm?  How could such an insignificant memory have such a profound impact on years of her life? How can a grown woman hold such a small memory inside her […]