Archives for the ‘God n me’ Category

[A Restless Heart] On Being Alive, On Being Real, On Being At All

I looked out my window yesterday and I felt as though I had been given permission to breathe. I didn’t know I had been waiting for it. That is the alive part, the breathing, physically, spiritually – all of it. ♥ I let something go yesterday, one thing I’ve been trying and trying and trying [...]

[God in the Yard] “The woods are full of webs.”

It has been months since my last photo installment from L.L. Barkat’s book, God in the Yard. I suppose I got hung up on this chapter because I half-wanted to, didn’t really want to think about the idea L.L. approaches here, “self-care.” She writes, There were days when I would come to the woods and [...]

[A Restless Heart] Blind Vows

My husband met me in February, 2004. I don’t remember meeting him, not his face, not his voice, not anything but his presence, sitting quiet behind my friend at a table in a darkened corner of the dining hall. I had come in looking for her, looking for something – I can’t remember now what [...]

[A Restless Heart] Clear As Mud – Some Background

There is a reason I don’t write sometimes when I’m emotionally upheaved. As I’ve been writing my “restless heart” series about getting my heart broken, I’ve deliberately refrained from commenting on my feelings of vulnerability after I have posted an installment. But this week I’ve been a bit fuzzy, and I was only half-thinking about [...]

[A Restless Heart] Everything Undone

The breaking happened on a Thursday in mid-October, 2002. I don’t remember dates, so the fact that I know this stuns me. A week before, I had spent hours on my knees, praying over a meeting between my first love and my best friend. He’d stopped talking to her when he’d stopped talking to me. [...]

[A Restless Heart] The Faith and the Hope

He says if I seek Him, I will find Him, even in a world where everyone turns from Him, where our good is worthless to Him. When the world is too much and too much in me, when God is a bandwagon and all I know is that Jesus is my righteous, He says He [...]

[A Restless Heart] Tornado

I was four or five years old when I learned to be afraid of tornadoes. For most kids, it is monsters, or the dark – but for me, it was tornadoes. I remember my dad showing me pictures in the National Geographic of a storm that came out of nowhere, so powerful it could destroy [...]