The Power of My Wound

Healing doesn’t happen all at once. Sexual trauma runs too deep, is much too complex for simple remedies. We have no Star Trek sickbay or magic tricorder to bind up the wounds, erase the battle scars. And would we want to if we could? Would we walk away, pretend it never happened, we were neverContinue reading “The Power of My Wound”

Deep Water

Tears and sorrow overwhelmed me day after day after week after year No relief in sight as hopelessness appeared to win and then He drew me out of deep waters Each day presents a new challenge or the same challenge never ending And I feel like I’m drowning in evasion and falsehood but He drawsContinue reading “Deep Water”

Keep Walking

Sometimes in life we find ourselves in a deep, dark valley. Often it feels more like a narrow slot canyon where no sunshine can reach. The Narrows slot canyon at Zion National Park is 18 miles long and if you want to walk up it you’re in water—often very deep water, with a strong currentContinue reading “Keep Walking”

God Loves Misfits

They were a motley collection of misfits. A tiny purple alyssum and a scraggly white alyssum. Two mini daisies. A wee snapdragon with a single bloom. Each had volunteered in various annual pots left on our deck over the winter. As spring sprung, so did these tenacious sprouts. We wanted to plant new, healthy flowersContinue reading “God Loves Misfits”