Month: January 2015

open wounds

Some wounds can only be healed when everything is all out in the open without a bandage keeping the scratch sterile and protected. Because sometimes the wound needs to be exposed. Bumped a few times. It hurts like a mother, but it will be worth…

hard, but worth it

I’ve been thinking a little bit lately about why I have the people in my life that I do. Of course, it involves my own choice to an extent… because love is about a series of decisions you make. Yet once love is there,…

pieces of beauty

When I was a kid, my dad owned a ranch up in the north part of Nebraska. We had a house up there to use when we wanted, so we often spent weekends there. Or in the summer when I wasn’t in school, we’d…

the hustle

“Calling-out?” “Convicting?” “Keeping accountable?” “Restore him gently” (to use a softer, biblical phrase from Galatians 6) So, basically, being someone’s Holy Spirit. I was having a conversation with my friend/cousin Meredith the other day and she mentioned “the hustle” – a term Brené Brown…

i was wrong, i’m sorry and i love you

So I’ve been waiting. For a few days now. I found out I hurt someone and I apologized. I’m not getting a response. Just silence.   The things that go through your mind when a relationship is broken, and you’re trying to fix it,…

send

    My index finger stopped just above that blue button. I was pausing. I was unsure. Was I not only ready to send this but ready to deal with the response?   This is the world we live in today. An impersonal yet…

search

I was in a hotel room after the first day in Milwaukee, journaling. It had been a very long time since I’d sat down with paper and pen to journal about my “feelings.”  I’ll journal here, typing furiously or sometimes painfully slow, depending on…

falling in love

While I have taken the time to identify who and what I must fall out of love with this year, I also must take a moment, with my words and my heart, to remind myself of those I plan to stay in love with….

falling out of love

My word for 2014, though I’m only realizing it now that it’s over, was courage. As I think about what I want and hope from 2015, there is a phrase that keeps running through my head. “falling out of love with what isn’t good…