In my early 20's, after i said the sinner's prayer, I considered myself part of the Family, "Jesus' adopted kid sister" so to speak. Later, when I needed marriage counseling, a southern Baptist minister said I should consider God as my provider. Yet, the idea was difficult to umderstand, how to relate? These were just … Continue reading Role playing Christians
I like writing in a blog because I can talk about myself all day long. Lord knows, men have been preferring my presence silent my entire life. And yet, we are on the same page, I agree, there is a peace disrupted unless my words are perfect. (in other words, when they don't involve me.) … Continue reading Socrates, we should chat. (a poem)
Fifteen years ago, I was a single mom raising my teenage daughters, trying to make a way in a midwestern city as a glass artist. At the time, ipods were new, and to save money instead of buying songs to load, I checked out random cds from the library, searching for new tunes. I … Continue reading Keep it Simple
I was just writing my blog, when a phone call came in from Hawaii. I couldn't pick up until I saved my post, so missed it I called the number back. It went to voicemail, so I texted, "just missed your call, but your voicemail is full." The phone soon rang. "I'm returning your call," … Continue reading Word of the day: Who’s calling? Who knows
I've washed upon a cliché, this desert-island sand … with a few things in a satchel, and this question to keep me busy: “if I can have only one thing, what would it be?" Like a SWISS ARMY KNIFE, INTELLIGENCE is handy, no doubt. But put to the test it's usually insufficient in the real … Continue reading What if…
a·pos·tro·phe əˈpästrəfē noun a punctuation mark ( ’ ) used to indicate either possession (e.g., Harry's book ; boys' coats) or the omission of letters or numbers. (i.e) It's It is or It was. My choice left to imagination. .