"Most of the shadows of this life are caused by standing in one's own sunshine." -Ralph Waldo Emerson This quote I read today stunned me. Now just so you know, I'm a quote lover, a collector of quotes, and a fashioner of quotes, but rarely have I ever come across such wisdom packed in a one-liner. The …
Brushes with Destiny
The concept of destiny intrigues me. I imagine this dark stranger in a long black trench coat with black hat pulled down. He brushes against my shoulder as I bustle along life’s path, and my heart leaps with this indescribable desire to follow him. Yet in real life it plays out more like this. I …
The Blueprint of Destiny
I wonder if God embeds a blueprint of our destiny into our hearts. Whether we dare to follow this mysterious plan is our choice. How do we know what the blueprint holds? The answer lies in what we feel passionate about doing. This morning, I awoke from an interesting dream in which I embarked upon …
2010 in review
The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here's a high level summary of its overall blog health: The Blog-Health-o-Meterâ„¢ reads Wow. Crunchy numbers A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 8,700 times in 2010. That's about 21 full 747s. …
Realization #2 for 2010: God Didn’t Forget
When I had to leave my former career as an international missionary leader (interspersed with jaunts as a pastor's wife), I thought that God had forgotten…about what He had inspired me to do, what I had loved, what I’d given my life to for fifteen years. I lost so much: my role as an encourager …
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The Tin Man
"God never did give nothing to the Tin Man that he didn't already have." -America Do you ever feel like the Tin Man, on a quest for something you have no clue already exists inside of you? What if the heart you sought beats encased inside your hollow chest? A lifetime of searching outside of …
#59 Weaving Life Stories
I say I trust God, but then I'm all over my unanswered questions like a kitten on a ball of string. Playful, yes, but often obsessive just the same. I want direction presented straight up, but my Creator seems more interested in weaving life stories. Daily, I sift through memories in an attempt to create meaningful prose. In …
Writers: Gardeners of the Soul
Recently, I visited Sarah Heden's blog and read her pensive words, so timely for my personal experience as a writer aspiring to publish: "The process of creating, whether it be art, music, poetry, or story, requires a certain amount of bravery.  Bravery to look yourself in the eye and acknowledge the weakest parts of yourself.  But …
Reconciling with “the Day Job”
Many of us artistic types envision working all day at what we enjoy. Our fantasies consist of becoming the next famous writer or musician or painter. We toy with the idea of traveling the world dispensing our wisdom and talents to those who listen with the fascination of children gazing in toy shop windows. Then we crash …
