Today is Mother’s Day, and I lost my mom’s present. Even worse, because I spent so much time yesterday and this morning dumping out drawers and checking under furniture for the gift I bought her a month ago, I forgot that I hadn’t even written in her card. I just tucked it into my purse,…
Tag: anxiety
Under Threat of Darkness
I feel like a shell – hollow, like an Easter egg. Such utter emptiness is welcome, because otherwise what fills me is pain, torment, and anger. Sometimes, when the depression invades, hollowness is a gift. I have always written from my heart and my heart is crying out right now. Tonight, though, truth and light…
The Humility of the Lord
Today, I’m simply writing a word of encouragement, and I’m writing it mainly because I need it. Today marks the first day of my first “real” job since becoming ill. I’m desperately afraid that I’ll say something stupid or my employer will find out what a mess I am. I read some Psalms this morning,…
Before the Fire 