I approached the Christmas season with a healthy amount of dread, as I have previously wrote about in this post. I planned on avoiding all family gatherings and had a great excuse because of the hours I was working the fact that I would need any time off to rest. But, as it often happens, things change. Continue reading
Faith Life
Where do we go from here?
Growing up, I was a witness to my parents bickering about religion.
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Calling Heaven
I never delve lightly into anything that interests me. I don’t take passing fancies to things, skimming the surface before moving along to the next thing that catches my eye. No, I’m one who immerses herself up to her elbows in the things that fascinates her. Continue reading
Super quick update
This will be a really fast update because I’m about to head out the door to work. Continue reading
Unplanned confession
So I revealed my very secretive, super secret-y secret to my mom tonight purely by accident.
Still watching…
As I posted in my last post, I spent a large portion of Saturday watching most of the General Conference for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Now, as a non-Mormon, I still can’t really explain why I watched General Conference. Continue reading
New phone, sewing, and… Latter Day Saints?
My eyes are barely open as I’m writing this, meaning this post will probably be somewhat brief. It’s been pouring down rain all day, which is my absolute favorite type of weather, but it’s made me sleepy and longing to crawl beneath the quilts and get some rest.
Faith? Or fear?
I do a whole lotta talkin’ on this blog without ever really saying anything. I keep my shortcomings and failings and misgivings and opinions to myself. But today, I think I’m going to change that. You see, I am one of millions that attach myself to the “Christian” label. I believe in God, I fully believe in the story and deity of Jesus. But at the same time, I’m a fake. A big fat fraud. A charlatan.
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