Even Rocks Cry

I have spent a great deal of my life not doing what I desire because of fear. Whether that’s fear of inadequacy or a lack of ingenuity. I remember rejecting the color pink as a young girl because that was what all of the other girls liked. The same went for the movie The CheetahContinue reading “Even Rocks Cry”

A Wretch Like Me

Failure. That seems to be the most recent lie fighting to claim the forefront of my mind. Failure as a mom. Failure as a friend. Failure as a human. Failure as a follower of Christ. The standard I have for myself gradually creeps up so high, whether by my own expectations or by the wordsContinue reading “A Wretch Like Me”

Painting in the Fields

Set down your phone, push out your chair and step across the creaky floor Place your hand on the cold knob and swing open the back door Hesitate at the threshold and squint at the sudden flood of bright Take a barefoot step into the natural world, thaw your bones in the sunlight Release theContinue reading “Painting in the Fields”