This was very hard to write (which is why it’s late). There’s a lot more to this part of my story than can be contained in one single post. And even though I’ve talked about it before, in a series of all things, I still feel like I have to do a lot of explaining. I’m still […]
The One Big Answer to Loneliness
My sister and I visited Mark Pinto‘s exhibits “Joes Come Home” and “22 Joes Everyday.” The first exhibit uses digital photo prints of G.I. Joe dolls depicting issues facing Veterans, like homelessness, PTSD, divorce, traumatic brain injury, and suicide. The second exhibit is an installation of toy parachuted soldiers hanging from nooses. It depicts 22 […]
What I Realized While Stuck in the Airport
I went to Cabo with my parents recently. Praise the Lord for a chance to relax! Although it didn’t start that way. My parents didn’t bring their passports since the booking agent told my mom they only needed a government ID. Hindsight makes it funny (one of those “Remember that time” stories), but nobody was laughing that morning. […]
What’s New With You?
At a wedding, I asked a single friend what’s new in her life. “Um…nothing,” she said laughing. “Me too,” I laughed. “Do you ever think of doing online dating?” she asked. I paused. She misunderstood. I wasn’t asking about her love life. I was just asking about her life in general. We haven’t caught up […]
We Are Healed Completely
I feel like I was hit by Irony. I wrote about staying healthy, then bam! Sore throat. Stuffy Nose. Achy breaky all over. Like somebody thought it would be funny. It’s not. I hate being sick. Who doesn’t, right? I’ve been in and out of hospitals since I was born. I have asthma, the bad […]
You Have Not Been Left Behind
“They’re leaving you behind,” she told me. A very good friend of mine got engaged this past Sunday. Her fiance proposed in front of the entire church! In the midst of the congratulations, someone said THAT. Someone told me I’m being left behind. I’m being left behind. Being left behind isn’t something a Christian wants […]
I Don’t Want Boaz
My mom mentioned something about a woman talking about waiting for her Boaz. And I said, “Why does everybody want Boaz? Wasn’t he much older than Ruth?” So I went back and read Ruth, and yes. Boaz was much older than Ruth. How much older? We don’t know, but enough to call her a young woman. […]
