Dear Beth, Forgive me for the familiarity but, though we’ve never met, we’re actually very close. We’ve belly laughed together, wept together, and studied together. You’ve been with me in small groups gathered in living rooms, huddled in church sanctuaries, and curled up in coffee houses. Beth, I’m just one of the countless spiritual daughters… Continue reading An Open Letter to Beth Moore
Five Things I Should Have Learned in Kindergarten (But didn’t figure out until I was in my 30’s) Part 4 The Fourth Thing: It’s okay to be the biggest girl in the room. At most gatherings, I’m the largest female. This is not new for me. I’ve been a big girl since birth. I came… Continue reading The Biggest Girl in the Room
I have never had a proper filter on my mouth. As a speak-now-deal-with-the-consequences-of-your-speech-later kind of girl, I have a tendency to make people uncomfortable. As a young child in the middle of my parents’ divorce, I frankly informed the principle of my school, Sister Carmelita, who also happened to be my mother’s former boss, that my… Continue reading The Things We Don’t Talk About
Facebook was just what I needed at that dark point. I had access to a pool of friends that spanned every life stage I had been through. There was always someone on to “like” or comment on my post, always someone listening. Somehow the public nature of Facebook felt safer than the intimacy of real conversations and I became brave enough to hint there about the struggles I was going through.