I am a teacher. I have the best job in the whole wide world. (With the exception of being a Mother of course.) Parent teacher conference days send a chill up my spine every time. I sit in the middle of the big cold gym in the middle of a month way too far away … Continue reading How to Deal With Yourself When You Feel Like a Failure
I am broken. Broken, busted up. And slave to that feeling. How is it possible that a redeemed soul feels so broken? Why is one who was bought back from the slave market of sin in such bondage to her feelings and circumstances? But is there more to this story? What if it’s … Continue reading What If It’s About More Than Just Feeling Broken?
I have three of them. on long jagged one splitting the place where I gained nourishment as a fetus-child and two symmetrically placed just inside the jut of my hip bone. Compared to the scars of others, mine are small and insignificant, but to me they are a glaring imperfection. A representation of history. "Getting … Continue reading Little One, Our Scars Will Make Us Brave