“I don’t know if I can do this anymore,” I whisper. My voice joins the wind and gets swept somewhere into the forest’s arms. I love the forest. It’s the lone positive thought that pulls me out of the miry mental mess I’d faceplanted in.
I'm sure I'm not the only Christian who's felt fed up with Christianity this year.
Dear Reader, Amidst moving, starting a new job, and get settled into normal life, a writing break was bound to happen. If I resolved to write more this year, we’ll just ignore that small detail and move forward. The Northland is the most refreshing and tranquil refuge, and I can’t imagine a better place to … Continue reading What Do You See?
Dear Reader, It happened last week. I was sitting at home on an otherwise quiet day. Everything was mostly fine, and I, the unsuspecting person, wasn’t prepared for what was about to happen. A new and outlandish thought popped into my head: I hate Christmas. Even writing that now seems weird. Was it really me who … Continue reading When Christmas Doesn’t Feel Like Christmas