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How to have a truly happy new year.

For the first time in years, I don’t remember my New Year’s resolution from January. Usually, I write it down in my journal or on a note I stick to my mirror. There’s been many of those dog-eared sticky notes from years past. The year of contentment. Speaking life. We passed pancakes across the breakfast table on January 1st this year. “What do you want from 2018?” I can’t remember my answer. I know what I didn’t want though. I didn’t want to walk into her office and share the parts of my life I’m inclined to hide. I didn’t want to Facetime her the day after she delivered her baby that never breathed. I didn’t want to spend four months wondering how I’d walk into her house on Christmas day and see her empty chair. I didn’t want to go on another first date that led nowhere. We sit across from each other in a little coffee shop in Colorado, picking at a charcuterie board. “When I think about all of the things I have left to go through,” her voice cracks....

Puzzle Cases

I try to type a coherent idea for this blog post, pulled out of the chaos of this past week, but I can't.

We walk to Starbucks to study on Sunday afternoon. She takes small steps, slipping in the slush on the sidewalks. "I feel like I need to just think for hours, you know, process this whole weekend."

I nod. "You mean the whole week." 

I've been trying to figure it out on my own, put the pieces together. How to prepare for another week? Get in His presence. He has the case for the puzzle. 

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