I will not leave you comfortless, Jesus says in John 14:18, in his last words to his disciples before his crucifixion. I will come to you. Another translation says orphaned, instead of comfortless. I think you could also read it as abandoned. Over the last seven months, I’ve wrestled hard with isolation and loneliness. There’sContinue reading “Not Abandoned”
“One friend with whom you have a lot in common is better than three with whom you struggle to find things to talk about.” ~ Mindy Kaling, Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? “It is one of the tragedies of life that one cannot have all the wisdom one is ever to possess in the beginning.”Continue reading “Quotes from books I’ve read so far this year”
I remember reading The Diary of Anne Frank in school. I remember reading Corrie Ten Boom’s The Hiding Place and fictional stories set during the Holocaust like Number the Stars. I remember reading those things with the not-quite-fully-realized idea that the Holocaust was a real thing that happened to real people. I distinctly remember Number the Stars and the JewishContinue reading “The burden of knowledge”
The biggest thing I’ve learned in the two-plus years since I graduated college is how little I know about, really, anything. And this isn’t meant to be self-deprecating. The world is just so big and old and complicated that what little bits I know are pinpricks of light on a canvas the size of the universe.Continue reading “What I don’t know”
Grappling with privilege and the mess made by people who look like me. JULY 7, 2016. EVENING. I’m not sure what to make of today. The country is again drawing lines in the sand because two more black men were gunned down this week for no reason. Fathers. Involved in their kids’ lives. Not drugContinue reading “Journal entries of a white girl”
A book recommendation, straight from the non-air conditioned apartment where I carry my fan around like a security blanket: To the Letter: A Celebration of the Lost Art of Letter Writing by Simon Garfield “They expose a grand truth, and often the same truth we may feel when we read Shakespeare and Austen: no matter howContinue reading “Book Review: To the Letter by Simon Garfield”
Uncovering lies, leaving untrustworthy excuses, and chasing God’s calling. I was on the mat, 40 pushups behind me and gearing up for the next part of my workout, when I saw an athlete bite it on the treadmill. He, along with three other incoming freshmen, was trying out for the men’s soccer team. The assistantContinue reading “Run hard after Him.”
When I’m writing, I’m actively engaged with life. When I’m not writing, I’m just going through the motions. Since the 29-day writing challenge I did in February (successfully writing from every daily prompt), I’ve felt more myself more at peace with life more excited about life, and more interested in the world around me. ThoseContinue reading “Five ways journaling has improved my life”
We’ve been in this terrible cycle of, we know everything that’s wrong with America, we know everything that’s wrong with the church, we know everything that’s wrong with every hero from George Washington on. Well, that’s not right, because what you do is you denigrate things to the point of being unable to appreciate what’s great about them, and at that point, you really are telling a lie.
Travel back in time anywhere on the globe and you will find a human society that sacrificed children, infants, to please sadistic, malevolent gods. Today, we skim over those sections of our ancient history books — or ignore them altogether — because it disgusts us. How could humanity be this vile, this depraved? We would never do such a thing. Really?