Jeremiah 2:5 says, "Thus says the LORD: "What wrong did your fathers find in me that they went far from me, and went after worthlessness, and became worthless?" . . .went after worthlessness and became worthless. . . What do I chase after that is worthless? Honestly? Everything. Even "good" things like authentic friendships or … Continue reading Chasing worthlessness
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Cleaning out closets can be scary.
Last week, I found a huge stack of papers from graduate school. I read through a few of them before I remembered I had a task to do (clean out my closet). First of all, let me just get this out of the way now, why would ANYone use Turabian? It's really quite ridiculous and … Continue reading Cleaning out closets can be scary.
Just forget it.
Monday, over lunch, my friend said to me, "I've only really been mad at you once. . .and that was Friday". She took a bite of her burger and said, "Clearly I hold a grudge". Clearly she is fluent in sarcasm.And I was kinda mad at her, too. Yet in the midst of being angry with … Continue reading Just forget it.
“Were you ready?” . . . “No, but I did it anyway”
I am running for an office in my Chorale. As part of the process, there is a short written application. On one of my responses I wrote, "I'm not afraid to take risks" . . . then I put my pen down and reconsidered. I crossed out "not afraid" and wrote "willing" above it. The truth … Continue reading “Were you ready?” . . . “No, but I did it anyway”
So, now what?
I have a question -- sort of a follow up to a previous blog, sort of an addendum, mostly rhetorical, and totally for myself. When does prayer become a crutch for passivity? Big, bold prayers are awesome. Small, feeble prayers are OK, too. But, do we hide behind prayer as a way of playing it … Continue reading So, now what?
Uh. . .Your move.
A few years ago, while I was still in graduate school, I began to pray specifically for one situation in my life. I had a desire so deep in my bones I thought my heart would explode. I couldn't shake it, I couldn't explain it, and it came completely out of left field. This thing … Continue reading Uh. . .Your move.
Don’t waste your life
I wrote this while I was a sophomore in college. . .back when I didn't care what others thought of what I wrote. . . It makes me smile because I was just goofy. But at the same time, it makes me stop and think a little bit. Waiting. That's what I'm doing. I'm waiting. … Continue reading Don’t waste your life
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