Posts Tagged ‘faith’
day 17: anatomy of not writing
On the surface, things feel mundane. There’s work, a lot of work, and work is good and I’m grateful for that. There’s reading the news every day and watching that godawful election burn down in slow motion and I feel distant from that but it seems like the only public conversation left these days.
Read MoreHow I Will Remember This House
Last night while I was mowing the lawn barefoot by the last light of dusk, I found myself wondering how long I’d be here. Is this little rental on the north edge of Minneapolis a many-years home, or just a right-now home? I don’t know.
Read MoreConfessions
It’s not often that you find a place like this where you can share a bit of your life completely unedited and uncensored and be met only with love and belonging. I’d love for you to listen in.
Read MoreTrying To Feel God
I’ve spent most of my life trying to feel God. Perhaps all along She was as close as my own skin.
Read MoreI Accept
I so often forget that all of this is a journey. I resent the absence of a destination, of perfection. I wonder if I’m doing it right, if I’m doing enough.
Read MoreFrom the Other Side
I can still remember how empty those words felt a year ago, how little I believed what I was writing when I told myself I’d make it to the other side.
Read MoreA Journey of Grief
I carry my grief with me wherever I go. I wish it didn’t take so long to move from the depths of our despair to a place where we can say life is good again. But it always does.
Read MoreWhen Faith is a Clusterf*ck
Sometimes the chapters are all in the wrong order, and despair follows way too close on the heels of joy.
Read MoreLetting Go
You do not have to write your own story. You do not have to believe all the right things. You do not have to be good. You only have to keep walking, and know that you have always been infinitely loved.
Read MoreDay 21: Walking with God
I used to think of God as always either calling or sending. But those ideas — calling or sending — suggest that god is somewhere other than right beside me I now think of god who as one who walks along with me, every step. And god isn’t nearly so concerned with where I walk, as much as that I stay…
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