I’m sick. My voice sounds both sultry and squeaky with varying frequencies. I feel like Phoebe from Friends singing Smelly Cat with her raspy, mucous-coated vocal cords. It’s no fun. Here’s what I’ve accomplished over the past two days: Illness is one of the few things that makes me stop. Really pause and rest. I…
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Beauty and Frenzy
Sometimes I feel so ugly. My feelings of ugliness have nothing to do with my wardrobe they have everything to do with my spirit. I did not have the best week last week. I worked some extra hours and had lots of evening commitments. I was tired. I was spent. I was grouchy. I was…
Lessons from a Fallow Field
“For six years you shall sow your land and gather in its yield, but the seventh year you shall let it rest and lie fallow…” Exodus 23:10-11a Moanings from a Fallow Field: Dear Heavenly Farmer, My nutrients have been spent. I’ve fed a family, clothed a village, provided for so many, given freely of all…
Shivers and Snot
I’m sick. It’s gross… there’s just no way around that! I’m not sure what bothers me most: the inability to ever maintain the correct temperature to blanket ratio for more than a minute, the incredible amount of tissue boxes that I consume in my snot-filled state, the hazy, drooped eye lids which only give me…
Time Change Woes
I don’t want to do anything. I want to sit and relax and be selfish with my time. I don’t want to be an adult. I don’t want to pay bills or set alarms or go to meetings. I want to feel refreshed and ready for a new week. I want to re-create and not…
Work vs. Toil
How do you feel about work? Whether it be your job, vocation, career, chores, duties, or responsibilities, how do you feel about your work? Do you love it? Is it rewarding? Would you, as my high school guidance counselor always hoped, work even without pay? Or is it a drudgery? A necessary task to earn…