A few months back, when describing how I felt at the time, I said it was like being stripped to studs.
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A few months back, when describing how I felt at the time, I said it was like being stripped to studs. […] When I set about creating this blog, the first thing I did was google how to create a blog. (Obvious, right?) One site in particular, in its mission to be thorough, started off by saying that if you’re going to blog, you need to first decide what you’re interested in. Which makes sense: […] The more I write, the more convinced I become that all things that are true, and all things that are right, and all things that are beautiful, edifying, and healing, are more than just related. They are more than dependent on one another. They are more than complementary. They are, at the heart, […] So this last week I finally saw Avatar. And afterwards, I was reading about the movie, and the audience reaction to it, and lo and behold some people had a rather unexpected response to it: they got depressed. The story goes that the CGI world of Pandora was so breathtakingly beautiful that in […] So here’s a question for y’all: why do we have rules? This is an especially fun question for Christians, seeing as we go on quite eloquently about how our salvation makes us free, and how we are no longer Under The Law. If I were the kind of person who liked […] I am thinking right now about how there are things that we can’t know. This is not something I like. I prefer to know things. People have observed this about me, probably because it gets on their nerves. I like to find things out. We’ll be watching something on TV and […] It is easy, some days, to feel very, very small. We don’t like to let ourselves. I know I don’t. I like to be the heroine of my little story. Oh, y’know, I’ve got a future and a destiny and I’ve got talents and I can go out and do things! ‘Cause I’m […] Sometimes I love being wrong. People who’ve known me a long time will probably laugh at that. If you’d told me ten years ago that I’d ever like being wrong, I would have laughed too (albeit a bit nervously). ‘Cause my mom still tells stories about the way I would come […] |
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