Category: Authenticity

I’m still the exception

When C19 started, I thought I would be the exception.  I was certain that while the world was about to experience fear on a scale it hadn’t seen in a century, I was going to be the one who reminded people they were loved, and that there was always reason to choose joy. And at […]

I’m not weird, I’m atypical

I have something people want. Authenticity. Terrifying for many, desired by the same. How do you feel when you see someone sincerely comfortable in their own skin? What does that experience look like? You may not know, there seem to be so few. In nearly any situation involving another human heart, I’m excited for the […]

I took a swing

I took a swing at Jesus this morning. As I do my best in not condemning me, nor the Him that is inside of me, IS me, I catch myself asking Jesus, “So how is this going to work?” The ways I’m already beating myself up today I’m noticing, but I’m unsure as to how […]

Shaming into action

It can’t be done. I mean, it can, but it’s not effective long-term and in the end everyone loses. The desired behavior may be demonstrated for a while, but eventually the shamed individual will exhaust themselves in all the striving, or perhaps never try to begin with, the shame being so heavy. You don’t know […]

All That Glitters

There is a way that seems right to a man but its end is the way of death. -Proverbs 14:12 Above all else guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. -Proverbs 4:23 The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it? -Jeremiah 17:9 Pretty right? I LOVE […]

My defense

And they scolded her. But Jesus said, “Leave her alone. Why do you trouble her? She has done a beautiful thing to me….she has done what she could.” -Mark 14: 5-6, 8 If you’re anything like me, you want to do a good job for Our Father and Jesus. We do our best to seek […]

Not fooling anyone

I mowed the lawn yesterday. I love mowing, the cadence of the engine, the monotony. Singing, thinking. Typically I mow in circles. I jokingly say that if aliens come to earth they’re hitting my house first because of the bullseye I formed around it. Yesterday was dandelion day. While it’s been dry and the grass […]