Chicago is overwhelming enough for me. The sights, the sounds, and constant stream of voices and activity between people, technology, and landscape. It’s practically an artwork of it’s own, one that I have grown to love, but at a respectful … Continue reading
I’ve been struggling lately with this concept of Imago Dei. For those of you unfamiliar with the term it’s Latin for “In God’s Image” and is a concept all Christians are taught at usually a pretty young age, mainly because … Continue reading
I don’t know if
God and I
Share a face
But if it does
I’d like to learn
Not to hate it
I wear my insecurities
Like Christmas lights
So they’re easy to see
But only at night
Out of all
The red brick houses
I find myself to be
A grey stone
I’ve probably said this before, and it certainly won’t be the last time I ever say it, but being a creative as a living can really drain a person. Not that it’s more draining than other jobs, but it’s more … Continue reading
I fail so much when it comes to my faith, and I continually find myself grateful that I have a God who redeems such failings, and yet in me is a pride that I struggle to let go: the pride of not forgiving myself.
I am so prone to this, and even in my actions of prayerfully confessing all of my sins to the God I claim to love know forgives if only I ask, I struggle so profoundly and deeply with this issue. I have assurance, and yet, I fail to see it. I have security and yet I choose not to feel it or experience it. It’s a foolish sin, I know. A foolish thing to claim freedom in faith, and in the same breath struggle to claim it at all. Yet, it’s so human.
So I ask for prayer for this, from whoever is willing to take a moment and do so on my behalf. Thank you.
He was not alone
Rejoined said with struggle
Home again he wanders
Blue and crimson in his bloodshot eyes
Buried in his own skin
Like the bullets his heart
Was so fond of catching
And holding fast too long
Those mists of the deep
Would not drag him to a grave
He would willingly march there
Were he breathless and without flag flying
Diligent and unwavering
Shut away from himself
Gone now to a place he could never seem
To bring himself back from
The look on his face told me that something was seriously not right, which is how even a minor crisis seems to be for him. “What’s up baby.” “My car won’t start.” I threw on my clothes and boots and … Continue reading
It’s the day after Christmas, and all through the house…it’s just me a the kitties laying about.
My husband had to be back to work today, but I still get the day off. Which means I have a whole day to myself, and I’m super excited about it. It’s not often I get so much alone time.
What do I plan on doing? Working in the of course. When I got up to move my car out of the driveway so my husband could get out and go to work it was -9* outside. So after I kissed him goodbye I hurried inside and plan to stay indoors. I’ve already cut up some kiwi and strawberries and started them in the dehydrator for 20 hours.
I rested in bed to warm up a bit more after being outside to juggle cars, and while I did that I listened to a Sermon on the last half book of Ruth called “An Immigrant’s Courage” from a Podcast series my brother had recommended to me. I found it very encouraging and it really helped to change my attitude and perspective on the Holiday season, not because it was the Christmas story, but because it was reflective of the Grace offered to humanity through Jesus Christ and shows the unusual ways in which God chooses to redeem people. All of which is precursors to the events of the Nativity. I really just recommending listening to it yourself and letting it bless you if you have the time or a commute in which to listen.
In a little while I plan on doing as much house work as I can. Dishes need doing from the festivities yesterday. Some laundry could stand to be done. I got a new vacuum for Christmas and really could stand to do a little to get rid of the cat fur and dust in the living room if not to clean up the small bits of wrapping paper left in my carpet. Dinner needs making and I plan on using my new Slow Cooker I got for Christmas for that (my last one broke and I’ve been missing having one) so eventually I can either relax and read or get some at home hours for work by working on some thank you card designs our company owner requested I letterpress print for him.
In all I just wanted a day to relax from everything. To detox from the busy that was yesterday and really just invest some time into spending time getting to know myself a little bit. To think about the past year and who I’ve become since then and who I’m being lead to be in Christ, which is always a difficult question because I’m so aware of how much I want to fight what God wants in selfish pursuit of what I want. So today is my solstice reflection of days going from darkest to light again and progressing towards a New Year and renewed self.
I hope you all had a Merry Christmas and have a very prosperous New Year.