“Control freak? Oh yes, that’s me. I’m here. What’s up next? Of course, we’re going here, doing this. The game plan is set, any potential hazards and delays anticipated.” ______________________________________________________ Control ruled my life. If I could control circumstances, if I could dictate the flow, I would feel safe and I could finally be happy.
I was angry. Really angry, and I prayed, “Jesus, take this anger out of my heart. He didn’t do it on purpose, but all the same, I am angry that he would put me in this position.” Last weekend, Ryan and a few close friends packed up and headed for the mountains for a guys’
The topic of being over-scheduled has come up a bunch of times over the past few days. It’s hard to miss in a culture of people on-the-go. I read a post about someone working to declutter their schedule and thought, “ahhh, so nice to not have that problem any more.” Oh wait. Two hours later I
I love Idina Menzel. I love Frozen. I love singing, “Let it GOOOOOOO, let it GOOOOOOO!!!” I love that song even more now because I really did follow Queen Elsa’s advice (if you somehow missed the whole Frozen phenomenon, watch this). I finally let it go. Granted, every day I fight the temptation to try
The ebb and flow of entrepreneurship. Launching something that’s not guaranteed to succeed but you feel it in your bones that it’s what you’re meant to do. I’m living it, battling it, embracing it, freaking-out about it and loving it. Things are starting to click, headway is being made, joyful breakthroughs and uncomfortable growth are all
Amazing Grace was played in church the Sunday after I re-launched this site, sharing my big secret with everyone. If you think I had a dry eye as we all rose to our feet, singing perhaps one of the most recognized and powerful hymns known to the western world, you don’t know that I’m especially
Based on last Friday’s post, I was planning on writing about “Feeling God’s Love.” I was going to write about a book my therapist gave me that opened my mind up to the idea that we all connect with and feel God’s love in different ways. I wanted to tell you how What’s Your God Language?
Need a good ol’ fashioned dance party? Turn up the speakers and queue the Night at the Roxbury guys. …and 90s dance break! Man, that’s a weird video! I have no clue how this one ended up in my head, but I have to call out Haddaway (ah, one hit wonders never cease) on the
We sat around my in-laws’ dinner table, sipping coffee and sampling my latest baking experiment. The discussion meandered around to the topic of marathoning. My father-in-law, a talented poet, dug out some limericks, penned after several notable races, including his first half-marathon. He comedically recounted the experiences that anyone who has run races knows. Feeling
The inspiration to launch this new site came in the month of May. I started working on it in June. I launched it July 4th. The month of June was like a mental roller coaster. There were moments when I felt completely inspired, in the throws of creativity and nervous anticipation. Then suddenly, the tide
I have felt more connected to the people around me since I came out about my alcoholism online and shared my brokenness. The barrier of keeping up appearances has been lifted and I’m free to speak my mind, be myself and carry on as a blessed, intensely loved, child of God. I emphasize the word “child” because, in a sense,
