Category: Box of Chocolates…

in today’s counseling session (of which i have a love/hate relationship with), my counselor read me this poem. as tears welled up my eyes, i could name an example for each and every one of the areas within it. i am processing through this and my homework is to journal my response, but thought i’d… Continue reading My Name is Pride

friends, thank you so much for your love and grace (and advice) as i was processing some things yesterday (and really the last couple of weeks). i am 100% sure i am not going anywhere. i am too in love with this community and the written word. but i am also 100% sure that some… Continue reading My Burnout Story

i am. for real. i hate the dark. i take flashlights with me on overnight trips. i use the light from my cell phone if i am walking around the house in the dark. and even when i turn my bedroom light off at night, i run and leap into bed out of fear that… Continue reading I’m Afraid of the Dark…

i am back to reading The Pursuit of God by A.W. Tozer… without fail, chapter 2 on the topic of “The Blessedness of Possessing Nothing” kicks me in the tail. the majority of the chapter is about God’s testing of Abraham to see if he would kill his son and in doing so, choosing God… Continue reading hurt cruelly, but it was effective…