A couple weeks ago I was thinking about the pain associated with my wrist and how I underestimated it once the cast was off. With therapy I’m learning a lot of it was having no movement for so long. Once the cast was off the doctor instructed me to wear a brace, so I did….
One aspect of therapy on my wrist that I didn’t anticipate was talking about my writing life. The therapist admitted she crafted a story and wanted to have it published, but didn’t want “everything else that comes with it.” That everything else was social media. She admitted she was on Twitter but had no plans…
Sabbath Sunday–where I share an amateur nature(ish) picture and a few thoughts on God’s love for you. Those oohs and ahhs aren’t just for fireworks. Freedom isn’t just for Americans. My story, in part, is about surrendering fear and what others thought about me. That kind of peace has a price, but what a…
With each hour, we’re learning more about the victims from Friday’s senseless and horrific shootings. A child. Military personnel. Aspiring sportscaster. Fathers. Heroic friends. I can’t seem to learn enough about them, can you? I keep thinking about their last day. They only planned to see a movie. We’ll never enter a theater the same…
As I mentioned yesterday, I’ve been intentional watching the news to learn more about the victims and survivors of the Aurora shootings. Maybe it’s a mama’s heart, or the love for news I’ve carried since I was 6 years old. Whatever the case, one of the most moving interviewees I’ve ever seen has captured me…
Sabbath Sunday–where I share an amateur nature(ish) picture and a few thoughts on God’s love for you. Those oohs and ahhs aren’t just for fireworks. Freedom isn’t just for Americans. My story, in part, is about surrendering fear and what others thought about me. That kind of peace has a price, but what a…