"You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy. So let them go, let go of them. I tie no weights to my ankles." C. Joybell C. I read this quote recently, I admit: rather than the authors voice or perspective, I heard the heart… Continue reading heavy burdens.
"You're always one decision away from a completely different life." I saw this a while ago and it's been floating around my mind for a bit. And just thinking in context, I have a few friends going through some very personal but very familiar stuff, and I'm just struck by just how absolutely true this… Continue reading make a decision.
I stopped my cousin mid-sentence yesterday because she said something that totally took me back. She was telling me about her plans for next week, and she said she'd be doing something on the first of September. And that the first of September is next Friday. I interrupted her to ask "how are we already… Continue reading life is short, but you can’t rush healing.
I was talking with someone lately about Christian things, and nothing makes me feel more like a freaking hypocrite than giving godly advice, even if it's good advice. This sucks because a lot of the problems I've had in my recent Christian history is with hypocrites. I've let so many people come into my life… Continue reading on hypocrites and Jesus.
Just a heads up, this post doesn't have a lot to do with my faith walk, but I really believe it has a lot to do with my growth as a person and this sort of enlightenment journey I'm on. (Don't freak out if that sounds super Buddhist or Hindi to you. I'm not testing… Continue reading living in a bubble, Facebook drama, and white privilege.
Maybe because I just listened to a message at church about "not checking your brain at the door" (about how intellectual people can be people of great faith), or maybe I'm just petty, or possibly a little hormonal (not pregnant, just female), but on our way home today, as we listened to our local Christian… Continue reading wounded is wounded is wounded.
I'm learning that few can be trusted when you're honest like me. I'm learning that there won't be anyone in your corner when you decide things for yourself like me. I'm learning that there's no peace for people who stir the pot like me. I'm learning that there's no free speech when you're loud like… Continue reading like me. | a poem.