I just got home from life group, AKA, hanging out with a bunch of Christians. It was uneventful until two games of Brazilian Uno, as per our nightly routine, but something different happened tonight. A lone piano was played, came alive by talented hands, and praises were sung to a holy deity. Tonight, different voices... Continue Reading →
Defying Gravity (and Religion)
Dear Lovelies, The words Elphaba sings in Defying Gravity are a testament to where I am right now: "Something has changed within me, something is not the same. I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game. Too late for second guessing, too late to go back to sleep. It's time to trust... Continue Reading →
Crisis in Church
I woke up this morning to the sound of my mother playing Gospel music, the kind I hadn't heard since I was a little girl, and I immediately felt the disconnect, the vague sense of nothingness that enveloped my soul and left me feeling numb, like nothing mattered. I almost didn't go to church today... Continue Reading →
Reflections on Being Baker Acted
Sometimes, I wonder if I’m doing life correctly. Because of PTSD, I tend to live the past a lot. It’s unintentional, due to flashbacks, triggers, and panic attacks, but it happens. I have a lot of trouble with being still and clearing my mind because people, responsibilities, and distractions are all vying for my attention.... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 