I’m horrified that we locked my sweet, loveable, funny aunt into a prison of silence, where she dreaded the day she would die and go to the hell we had created.
Category: fear
Essential Work (101st Post)
I’m scared like everyone else right now. I have one of those essential jobs where I come out of isolation to sell groceries to people, some of whom could be contagious. The anxiety hangs on me like an extra weight that I carry wherever I go. Sometimes it gets me down but it’s my job … Continue reading Essential Work (101st Post)
Will God Answer for His Actions?
Over my time as a minister, people whispered these questions to me, often ashamed to put them into words. I’m articulating them in hopes of engaging their thinking.
Step Into the Storm
Every time I sit down to write, my anxieties flood through my mind and make it hard to concentrate. I've been meditating a bit before I start, and I decided to write down my thoughts: Step Into the Storm It roars Square your shouldersLet it blow Breathe Move forward Step into it The debris collides with you … Continue reading Step Into the Storm
Too Busy Living to be Held Back by Religion
If I was wrong, then God could come down, shut my mouth, and explain how could he be anything but delighted with this woman. But since he remained silent, I went with my own thoughts.
Deep Calls 