The Rhythm of Grace in Growth

The Rhythm of Grace in Growth

I thought I was doing pretty well…   Then this morning happened….and then counseling this afternoon. Suddenly in a puddle of tears with a quivering lip, I started sobbing quietly.   When your counselor says, “What just happened there?” and you...
Saying Good-bye To Museums and Altars

Saying Good-bye To Museums and Altars

Yesterday I wrote a post on where I am at as it pertains to my “straggling list” and to be honest, I didn’t see myself writing on it, or in general, again anytime soon.   As I sat in the floor of my guest bedroom opening box/tub, one after another,...
When The Only Way Is Through

When The Only Way Is Through

 I am addicted to the looking back and it is keeping me from moving forward.   I wrote those words on January 2, 2017 of this year HERE, and I went back this evening and read them, in full. If you are interested and have the time, I highly recommend doing a search of...
Open Arms

Open Arms

I’m sitting here listening to Journey’s Open Arms.   Grief is a funny thing. It sits on a shelf. Right where you put it. And it waits.   And waits.   And waits.   Until one day you go digging for it, remove it from the shelf, brush away the dust, shake it,...
Speak To Me

Speak To Me

I need a lot of grace on this post….this “thought” is not fully fleshed out, which is really saying something since my writing process IS fleshing out the thought while I type…. *laughing out loud nervously* I digress. This one is REALLY not...