On Self-Pity

Quite often I am told that I look super serious or even angry. I apologize. But it keeps happening. The thing is, I get lost in my thoughts and when i'm lost, I don't have the luxury of filtering my reactions facially. It's a work in progress. Sorry, World. I'm not angry at you. But... Continue Reading →

Beautiful Woman

Beautiful Woman, Honor how you were made, And do it over and over again. Honor your culture. Your heritage. Your height. Your weight. Your color. Your pallor. The shape of your eyes. The width of your nose. The smile of your lips. The line of your toes. Honor how you are meant to function. How... Continue Reading →

Let Me Love You

As I was thinking about what to share about Communion at church this Sunday, I was surprised by the emotions that came up. I ended up having a major moment of confession and freedom with the Lord and I wrote down the conversation. I ended up reading it to my church family. I pray that... Continue Reading →

On Valentine’s Day

This morning, I found out that February 13th is observed by some as "Galentine's Day". What a sweet sentiment! I started thinking about all the women I have been and continue to be inspired by - a lot of whom are currently in my life. I was led to Proverbs 31 once more and wrote... Continue Reading →

On Insecurity

I gave someone a hearty encouragement recently and it was not received. I got a shruggy "I Guess" for my words. It made me feel like I had said something insulting - it ricocheted off and hit me hard. I watched, as this person slowly retreated into a place of darkness by rejecting the encouragement.... Continue Reading →

On Being Loved

I am Loved. Loved in detail. Loved in nuance. I am Loved in - My brown skin, My dark hair, My wide hips, My sassy flair.   I am Loved In Jealousy In Hardness. In Anguish, And Softness.   In Anger and Pain. In Past and in Present. Through Victory and Fallacy. Through Joy and... Continue Reading →

On Singleness

I'm turning 35 this year. I'm single. For shame! I've been asked why I'm single so many times recently I feel like my marital status is pasted on my forehead like the "Use By" date on consumables. I can hear my mother now: "You better use up all that milk. It's going to expire!!" Of... Continue Reading →

The Inky Black

It's just past 5 am and the sky is still inky black. I was woken up by the insistent rain rapping at my window wanting free entry. "Let me in!", she cried with such tired anguish, I imagined she had been roaming the moors all through the night. Mr. Oliver Bingley looked on from his... Continue Reading →

New Year’s Day, 2017

The old man self-consciously shuffled his way into the crowded cafe. His pressed suit and hat a stark contrast to the California casual he was surrounded by. He settled in to a small table amidst the crowd, opened up his newspaper and started to carefully scan through each page. A cup of coffee and a... Continue Reading →

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