There was a time when I was a little girl, always a romantic one… I took a number 2 pencil and I scrawled out all of the wishes I had for the man of my dreams. It wasn’t a whole lot really. I think there were four or five things on my list. Just the important stuff: Must be taller than me (not hard to be). Must be good with money. Must make me laugh. Must love Jesus. It was more of a prayer really, and multiple times in my life I remember pulling out that tattered, butterfly-thin sheet and clutching it to my heart – asking God to bring my most intimate prayer to fruition.
(more…)Worth the Wait.
I saw a sign today that read, “repeat after me: I don’t want what doesn’t want me.” I just stared at that sign for a few minutes, my mind flashing back to all the times where I did exactly that. All the years of painful regret that I spent chasing rainbows that really just turned out to be storm clouds, pulling me into the cyclone, twisting me into a world of hurt. (more…)
The Time to Love.
They say the eyes are the window to one’s soul. Which is a good thing I guess since that’s the only thing we have all gotten a glimpse of over the past few months. Fearful, bright eyes widening at the sight of you passing them in the supermarket, crossing their path in an airport bathroom, or side stepping them on the sidewalk. And then it’s gone. The moment of eye contact is suddenly gone as the other person quickly looks down, intentionally planning their path to get as far away from YOU as possible. The path to safety. The path away from fear. The path away from uncertainty. (more…)