Of Bees and Flowers
As a young girl, it was a delight to work next to my mum tending to her garden. As we planted Bachelor button holes and Zinnia and dug up weeds, I always felt connected and loved. It is no wonder I get a lot of revelations while tending to my plants now. I’d like to share a recent one about bees and flowers and an emerging theory about the journey to marriage.
Love, Not Christianese, Perhaps!
A letter to my Christian friends in light of the US presidential election results.
Song out of the Rain
As I reflect on the many deep things one thinks of but words seem to lack enough power to express the words of this song quietly breeze through my living room:
"Lover of my soul
Even unto death
With my every breath I will love You"
On Releasing the Kraken
Like the woman in this painting hanging on my wall, I have sexual desires and I'm proud of them but I recently had to institute the do-not-kiss-me-till-we-are-married-lest-you-release-the-kraken rule! Here's what that means and why...
While You Tarry
To my future husband, I will wait for you...while you tarry