This is my season of mourning. But there will be dancing.
I was on a tour bus in Mexico when out of the corner of my eye, I noticed them arguing quietly. It escalated quickly. I’m not sure whose phone it was, but he wrestled it from her hands as she cried out in pain. It took him all of three seconds to do. He remained... Continue Reading →
"But I am a worm, and not human; scorned by others, and despised by the people. All who see me mock at me; they make mouths at me, they shake their heads; ‘Commit your cause to the Lord; let him deliver—let him rescue the one in whom he delights!’... ...I am poured out like water,... Continue Reading →
Let's talk about how often women who are experiencing abuse are held responsible - or even blamed - for the abuse. Church, I'm talking to you. Let's talk about how much culpability women are actually given. I've heard it too often, that a certain type of woman chooses abusive men, or she sets herself up... Continue Reading →
Much of my life has been lived in a state of grief. Some of it has simply happened, some of it I have caused or contributed to. Divorce. Stepmom-hood. Loss. Depression. Change. Grief is mostly un-fun and it's pain, and avoiding painful un-fun things is sometimes my favourite. So it built up. It's been a... Continue Reading →
I have heard that divorce is like a death, but without the final closure part. I have heard it being compared to an orange being ripped apart, with all of the juice and fleshy bits and pulp spilling out. It's a grotesque way to picture something as delightful as fruit. There's a super cheesy movie... Continue Reading →
Too often within Christianity, abuse is seen as a grey area. Should she just be more submissive? Is he feeling disrespected? What KIND of abuse are we talking about here? Is he really abusive, or is he just a jerk? These kinds of questions cast doubt on people who have already been conditioned to doubt... Continue Reading →
When I was young, people in the church made sure to end many of their conversations with my mom (who was unmarried) with the words "By the way: I don't approve of the situation you're in." (FYI, in case you didn't pick up on it, the "situation" was me) I learned that I was a... Continue Reading →
