Come and see!

I was standing by the back door and looking at a tree. Specifically: at a little branch, with spring buds, in the gentle sunlight. My heart ached with the beauty of what I was seeing, and I felt: I’d love to share this beauty with people online, but I know I can’t. I can take a picture and share that (and for what it’s worth, here it is) but the picture won’t do it justice. Even if I edit it on Snapseed or whatever – it still won’t really show the beauty that I saw.

And words can’t do it either, even though I’m good with words.

And I thought: it’s a bit like

It’s easy, they say: just don’t be a jerk.

If you hang out on social media for any length of time, you’ll come across a variation on this supposedly simple rule. And I’d love to be able to say yeah, sure, it’s simple, why can’t people… but I know … Continue reading →

knowing who I am

various moments today when I cringed as I saw myself in the mirror – and I don’t mean physically: I mean seeing glimpses of the ugliness in my heart… hearing myself speak about other people in a voice full of … Continue reading →

breakfast/breakrules

I got up this morning and decided to do something I hadn’t done in ages – a less hurried way of doing breakfast, starting my day in a more leisurely way after a busy week, allowing myself the luxury of … Continue reading →

Dear God, what does she see in him

A few days ago I got into a conversation with someone online about my faith – so far, so normal for me :) – and this person accused me of being a willing slave to God. Yes, I am, I … Continue reading →

and then, just like that, I was ok again.

Last night I wrote about not feeling ok but being ok with that. I was overwhelmed by the grace I’d received from God and from my pastor during the week, and with knowing how underserved it is. Knowing I’m a … Continue reading →

no, I’m not ok, but that’s ok

a good friend asked. she could see that I wasn’t ok, as a good friend can when they look at your face and see you’re close to tears. is there anything I can do, she asked. I said no, not … Continue reading →

Being scared can be useful

My mother once told me about her frustrating attempts to teach my brother not to touch the electric socket when he was a small inquisitive boy. She even tried play acting – pretending to touch it herself and make dramatic … Continue reading →

but wait, there’s more!

“I love the Lord , because he has heard my voice and my pleas for mercy.” I hear you, David, and I’m with you on this, but it gets even better! God loves me so much, he didn’t wait for … Continue reading →

the God who woos

get up, he said, let’s spend some time together. this is, shockingly, how God behaves sometimes. not waiting at a distance, not sitting majestically on his throne and waiting for me to tentatively approach – no, this is the God … Continue reading →