This Year. Soar (still). #oneword365
“It is beautiful to discover our wings and learn how to fly; flight is a beautiful process. But then to rest on the wings of God as He flies:...
Hey there, story.
“alright, flowers. here’s your part, and trust me, it is a glorious part. you will adorn the heads of royals. you will grace tables of the mighty. and the...
My List Keeps Growing.
I believe every human has a finite number of heartbeats. I don’t intend to waste any of mine. ~Neil Armstrong Quite a while back, I wrote about death– how...
Stealing Words.
We sat on the sofa, our feet sharing the colorful quilt that made the quiet evening feel safer. It had been so long since we had just sat beside...
When I Forgot Who I Am.
I forgot who I am. For just a moment, I forgot. The morning found me knowing. In a conversation with a friend, I spelled it all out clearly. I...
I Am Not My Memory.
It is no secret that I love story and find my most comfortable place in storytelling. To wrap flesh and bone around hope and let it walk in the...
I Know What’s Wrong.
I awoke today to the sound of chimes. They were on my smartphone, telling me of the things that need to be done. Now. By hour. It’s the weekend,...
A Word for 2014: Redeem.
Last year was a first for me. A nudge to select a word and allow it to be written into my calendar days with India Ink intensity. The word...
The False Positive.
It’s quiet right now. So very quiet. No music plays. No television shows echo in the background. There is no scrolling Twitter feed in front of me, and no...
It’s Not About the Starting.
I got the email on Monday. And I’m now part of the Start Experiment. To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure exactly what that means. Some people in the...
Vulnerable (willing).
This isn’t really a story, but more about the beginnings of one. Call it a diary entry – or a pledge – or a reminder to not be afraid....
Father of the Hand-written.
There is not one who slips by unnoticed. There is not one who is anonymous to Him. Every name, every face, every small detail. He knows. All divinely hand-made,...
