Like what is that? Somehow minimizing my outward disgust makes it okay? Sending that crap out through a filter means I can get away with it? You can put your boots in the oven but that don’t make ’em a biscuit.

Yesterday, Beth Moore wrote a letter to her brothers Much of the criticism I have encountered in my role in… Read more Everyone has a critic

Tonight is the longest night of the year. In liturgical church there is a beautiful service for those that have… Read more Blue Christmas

I’ve spent the year busy, overwhelmed, checking items off my to-do list. I feel like I missed 2 months of… Read more Undone