I haven’t been very chatty/bloggy lately. Sickness coupled with a touch of depression has left me pretty withdrawn, my nose buried in books and not paying much attention to anything outside my four walls. Continue reading
faith
If the spiritual journey is like a winding road, I’m stuck on a bypass…
Tim and I have 90% of our conversations about religion in the car. Not sure why it happens that way, but when we’re heading somewhere is when, inevitably, the conversation turns to religion. Continue reading
Soul food Saturday
Midwives and churches and stuff (an update)
I’ve meant to start blogging more regularly in the new year, but life often gets in the way of plans and that’s definitely the case here. Sometimes, I have to choose between getting some extra sleep or blogging and, well, there’s not really a choice to make!
Rejecting it all
When it comes to matters of faith, I feel like my brain is a bouncy castle perpetually occupied by a pack of rambunctious toddlers.
An unexpectedly blessed Christmas
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
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
Life on Wild Hare Farm 