rejection, failure, and chocolate…
I asked for it. I begged God to give me an answer. Whatever the answer was, I wanted it. It’s ironic that the week I write about my fears and doing what God has called me to do is the same week I get a huge professional rejection. But this blog began as a...
a public service announcement…
This is a public service announcement. There’s a site called Speako which contains totally personal information. People, it’s detailed! Stuff like annual income, address, email, waist size. Ok, ok, not waist size, but almost that bad. For crying in the...
100 words that are not my own…
At lunch yesterday I confessed to a dear friend and my old mentor that I was afraid. I’m afraid of something I can’t put into just one word. I’m afraid of failing, falling, faultering, floundering, flubbing, fixiating on things beyond my control....
titles…
There’s something within the human psyche that loves titles. Operational Manager. Director of Marketing. President of Awesomeness. Titles reflect in us the need for recognition and importance. We want a placard on the desk, name on the door, and closing title...
nigella lawson, mexican food, and church…
Orange county is fancy. Since moving here I’ve discovered valet at the grocery market, gym, or shopping mall isn’t a luxury, it’s a common oddity. Things like doggy doodoo bags are at every park, living complex, and outdoor gatherings. So...
I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
