Tag: writing
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Not My Words
Poetry used to fall out of me A long time I thought it was like a rushing river Or like falling pedals on a cherry tree Words would spill out and I thought Boy Aren’t I good to have the word to say What others won’t When my life began to reflect my words I…
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Helicopter
A friend from church approached me Told me that watching me grow in my journey with Christ reminded him of the time I mentioned to him I went on a helicopter ride through the Alaskan glaciers He told me I got in the helicopter, as scary as it seemed, with Jesus at the wheel He…
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Birthday orchid
my birthday was yesterday when I opened my Google pictures the first thing I saw was my best friend who passed away last march. First I cried for a long while. Then I decided to take it as a message, maybe he was just telling me happy birthday. The first one of the day, too.…
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first day
I spend a lot of my time selling myself short of things. Like the older i get, the more my fears get amplified. I remember climbing a tree as a kid, completely forgetting how afraid I am of heights, until I reached the highest point and then panicked when I couldn’t get myself down. Someone…
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Love is patient
We all know the phrase, right? Love is patient, love is kind. I’ve been having a hard time lately with the “patient” part, and you’d be surprised how much that affects the “kind” portion of it. If I’m not fully indulging both, am I still giving love? Here’s a hard pill to swallow: no, I’m…
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Unspoken
It’s easy to fall back into my “I don’t have anything important” to say cycles whenever I have writer’s block. And when I start with that there’s no stopping the avalanche of self-pitying immediately followed by the self-loathing. And so it goes, for weeks or months or years, where suddenly I have nothing to say.…
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Washington Pt. 1
The trees here are really big, and really pretty. I honestly was thinking about how much it reminded me of Twilight, that vampire movie everyone regrets watching. That was my first thought as we got out of our rental car last night. My second thought was ‘Jesus Christ, I can’t wait to get out of…
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Day 2
I swam yesterday. I tried to front flip into the pool, like when I was a kid, but the ass I have now at 24 made it much harder to complete the entire turn. So I flopped on my back and laughed my way under the water, not thinking about the stinging from the splash.…
A Life Worth Living 