no chatting tonight. lurked instead. too tired. too mentally drained. this week’s prompt: You can’t always get what you want, as the old song goes… but what if what you want is what you need? I’ve had a brutal mental week. I wrote about it last night, if you dare read my rambles from 1… Read More wants and needs (five minute friday)
Holaaa. I was going to wait until this weekend to write because I have another post I’m working on, but as I was doing my studies tonight I got the inspiration and I don’t want it to leave me! So here we go. The word is: Have you ever had a moment when studying scripture… Read More discovering yourself in scripture (five minute friday)
I’m back. Barely. The first few weeks of September have been… hazy. My mental health hasn’t been kind (Not that it’s ever kind), but it’s been even worse than normal thanks to a host of things, but namely a migraine med switch that lists depression as a dang side effect. That’s one way to… Read More support (five minute friday)
this week’s prompt: I can’t help but think of good ol’ Mr. Rogers with this being the word this week: It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood! A beautiful day for a neighbor! Would you be mine? Oh, could you be mine? I don’t think I got the whole gist of that song as a… Read More neighbor (five minute friday)
It started to storm in my neck of the woods shortly before the sun set on this long day. I felt like I was suffocating stuck in this house, so I quietly moseyed outside at the first ring of thunder. I sat down on what barely constitutes a front porch to watch. The thunder and… Read More thank god for storms.
it’s been awhile since i linked up with my pals at five minute friday! I’ve missed this little writing family so much; Thursdays have been the busiest/longest day of the year teaching at my internship, so I never had a chance to jump in and write. Now that summer is here and school programming… Read More future (five minute friday)
this weekend, I felt an urge to clean. Anyone who knows me is probably surprised by this, because I am the messiest person in my house (or any house… or dorm room… or any room). I tend to hold off on cleaning until I absolutely have to. Like, until you can’t see the floor in my… Read More spring cleaning
“Why is it so easy to look for help everywhere but the feet of Jesus?” I read that in my Lent devotional Thursday night and felt like I’d been punched in the gut. Ouch. I hate asking for help. I suck at it, if I’m being truthful. As I’ve written before, I’d rather be the helper… Read More he is my helper (and I am not)
“You are not good enough.” “You’re never going to get it right.” “That was awful. Why did you think it’d be anything but?” “Oh, that was definitely directed right at you.” “Everything is going to get messed up.” “You messed up, so you suck.” That comment was totally about you. “You are the worst.” “This… Read More against the voices.
“I just don’t want to feel so INVISIBLE!!” I tearfully said this to my counselor this past week. Towards the end of our session, it came out pretty much like word vomit– completely off the cuff, part of the inner dialogue of my brain that just came spilling out in a vulnerable moment as she… Read More invisible.