Crossroad I’m in the valley of discontent Where my passion brews, and my heart is rent. The way stretches dark and long As I march on wearily to an unknown song. I pray for a clearing, a cliff or a peak As relentlessly onward a haven I seek. Where is it leading? Where will I…
“A voice said, “Climb.” And he said, “How shall I climb? the mountains are so steep that I cannot climb.” The voice said, “Climb or die.”He said, “But how? I see no way up those steep ascents. This that is asked is too hard for me.”The voice said, “Climb, or perish, soul and body…
What is it about Pinterest that makes me want to remodel everything? Ten minutes of browsing lead me to an acute dissatisfaction with my shabby living room furniture, the white paint blanketing my walls, and the total lack of symmetry. If only The Nester could come decorate my house, my world would be a happier…
When I was in elementary school, I had a tragic reoccurring nightmare every year on the night before the Stanford Achievement Test. I would wake up in cold sweats — screaming for help because the little man with the hat from my Monopoly game had come to life and was chasing me in my…
Photo Credit Sometimes, I struggle with irrational fears – What if my husband gets in a car accident on the way home today? Is my stomachache a tumor? Was that creaky noise in the living room a serial rapist? The enemy of my soul loves to agitate my mind. His delight is creating…