Are you guys keeping up with the NCAA Tournament this year? I'm not. I always root for my K-State Cats but unless I'm in the stadium able to smell the sweat, do the Wabash, and eat nachos - I have a hard time getting in to holding my breath while some college kid lines up … Continue reading Madness & Upsets
God
What Assembling a Chair Taught Me About God
Recently I've been questioning the existence of God. Blegh. Heavy, I know. But if I didn't remind you of that struggle o' mine, this story would mean nothing. God sent me a little lesson while I was assembling a chair today. Brace yourselves; I'm about to get all sorts of crazy up in here. Today … Continue reading What Assembling a Chair Taught Me About God
…But I Don’t Feel Like It
I was giving God the silent treatment today. The Big Man seemed to be letting the world push all my buttons and I was over it. OVER IT. I wasn't about to read my Bible, say any prayers, listen to Christian music, and I absolutely wasn't going to Bible study. I was making a point, darn … Continue reading …But I Don’t Feel Like It
Bad Advice
Sometimes you just need a little guidance. But be careful where you get it from!
A Prayer for Overflow
Oh Father, I am so empty. I am tired of giving, tired of loving, tired of putting my heart out there for this evil world to discard. Refill my heart, Lord, so that I can give again. Show me your presence, Father. Come to me in a way I know to be true. You know … Continue reading A Prayer for Overflow
The Silent Treatment
Real talk: I've been a little bit mad at God today. I petitioned hard for guidance and it seems as though The Big Man has suddenly disappeared. It's similar to when I pick up my Samsung and say "OK Google, give me directions to..." and the stupid microphone doesn't pick up my voice so the darn … Continue reading The Silent Treatment
The Right Tools for the Job
I've got the most random assortment of hand tools that only a self-sufficient, random-project-doing, single girl would ever own. I have never pre-emptively gone out and filled a brand new, bright red Craftsman box with shiny new tools I might one day need. I bought a cheap-o "necessities" tool bag when I moved in to my … Continue reading The Right Tools for the Job