Holy Spirit spoke these words to me upon waking this morning: “Lived loved. Live as if you know without a shadow of doubt—in every bone in your body, in the very core of your soul I breathed life into—that I love you.” Lord, I admit, I don’t live that way. I can be a very... Continue Reading →
Finding Glimpses of God in the Dark
I’ve been away for a bit, trying to get everything prepared as quickly as possible for knee surgery—the date has moved to this month (December 17)—in the midst of work (and its stressors), communications with the doctors and surgery scheduler (and their sweet kindness and grace), and finally, forcing myself to be quiet enough to... Continue Reading →
A Poetic Response to Acute and Chronic Suffering
Last weekend, I fell after getting out of the car. My kneecaps dislocated, locked, and then dislocated again. My body has had a mind of its own for a while now. As a writer with cerebral palsy, I’m used to it. Earlier in the week, I went to my orthopedic doctor who told me what... Continue Reading →
Even in the “Not Yet,” God is Still Worthy
It’s a few minutes before 5:00a.m and I’m awake. I’m up worshipping; a practice I’ve not implemented in way too long. Neglecting and Bargaining with Yahweh Life and stress have distracted me, broken me, and I’ve neglected my relationship with Yahweh. I’ve been struggling with depression, anxiety, a hardened heart, and suicidal thoughts for the... Continue Reading →
Unveiling Psalm 17: The Quest for Divine Satisfaction
I'm currently reading Warrior Poet: Before David was King by Timothy J. Stoner and through this Biblical fictional tale, my appreciation for the Psalms is increasing. Case in point: I've been studying the Psalms more and had an encouraging conversation last night with my college friend, Kendra, after I told her about the book and... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 