It hit me today that the Lord is my shield even when I am wrong. He is the prosecutor and the defense. I'm not always righteous, but even when I'm not, he never fails to defend me any way. Don't misunderstand me. I think that God always convicts us at our heart's core when we've made a… Continue reading The Lord Knows

I was never really a big fan of summer. It's hot. My thighs stick together. In times past I have a tendency to feel lonely, or bored, or without purpose. It's kind of a strange time of year, I mean, its like three months of whatever. When I was in school I never made big… Continue reading Summer

I feel like I've gotten a lot done today. I did the dishes, vacuumed, took the garbage out. I worked out and I still need to clean my bathroom which is my least favorite part of course. Tonight we are going to church and then what else, who knows. The other day at Subway someone… Continue reading Palm Sunday

The neighbor's baby is crying. It's Thursday night, I've just had dinner, and now it's time to do some sharing. I keep a drawer in my room filled with special things. Some things stay in the drawer and some things leave the drawer, like a rotation. There's an alligator chew toy I'm saving for my… Continue reading The Drawer

When did I become such a dick? When was the transition from not-so-much-a-dick to actual dick? I dreamed this morning that I was trying to get to my dad. I was on a road trip with some other people, I don't know who they were. Driving in the middle of the night, nothing but dark… Continue reading Unabashed and Unashamed

I believe some people, even though they claim to be God lovers, only really want to be with other people just like them. Just as they are. No differences between them. Then you have other people who want to love the broken and the lost, even though they don't have a lot in common with… Continue reading Holyish

My dad says that when I was little, before I could even read, I would "read" to him. Instead of him reading me the bed time story I would be the storyteller, making up the words on the page as I went. Let me read it to you, Dad. My dad got engaged over the… Continue reading Shots in the Dark

Traffic. I never seem to do well with it. I live maybe only 10 minutes away from my job but a couple nights ago, no not on Friday, it took me almost 30 minutes. The road I live on was backed up to kingdom come and police were everywhere. There had been an accident, but… Continue reading Traffic

I had funky dreams this morning, maybe because it was raining outside. I dreamed that Justin and I went to Disneyland and when we finally got there the curtains of our hotel room had a big hole in them so anyone could look in and see what we were doing. There were holes in the… Continue reading With Bated Breath

As merry and bright as the holidays appear to be, I for one feel a sense of doom around the holidays. I feel it in my spirit, I feel it in the ever approaching end of the year. I'm not who I should be--yeah, but is anyone? I know, nobody is. But I still feel… Continue reading Her Bad Temper