No one can seek God for another. She who seeks God must come boldly to the throne of grace—even with trepidation and panic attacks—and she must come alone.
On Returning from a Brief (and Unplanned) Hiatus: Why Acknowledging Anger is Hard but Necessary for Protecting Your Peace
I've been away for a while, mainly due to writer's block--not having the words to write what I felt--and something more: not having experiences worth writing about, or assuming I have naught to make art from as I go through my sedentary routine of work, eat, read, and sleep. But that's not necessarily true that... Continue Reading →
A Scene in which My Protagonist Gets Taken to a Psych Ward Escorted by Police
What they don’t tell you is that when the cold fire of metal handcuffs encircles your wrists, even loosely, you’ll believe, for a second, that you are a criminal. You are not safe. You’re a danger to yourself and these metal rings prove it.
His Eye is On the (Anxious) Sparrow
Last night I started reading J. P. Moreland’s book Finding Quiet. In it, he discusses his personal battles with both depression and anxiety. This morning, the first thought that entered my brain was “be anxious for nothing.” I knew the verse was in Matthew but I could not remember where, so I grabbed my Kindle... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 