Sometimes it’s easier to be a spectator. When someone dies or there’s a tragedy making headlines in the media, that’s often what I am. I sit back and read other writers’ words. I nod and silently say, “Amen.” But weeks following the suicide of two well-known celebrities, I knew I needed to contribute more than hushed acknowledgement. I watched others speak up about their own experiences with depression and bravely tell their stories, and God stirred my soul. I know what it’s like to be in Continue Reading
The Freedom We Find When We Surrender Our Whys to God
“Wow. Nothingness. That is a major card.” I looked at the owner of the tarot cards with interest, wondering what he meant. He went on to explain how the card represented a shift in a person’s season of life, a time to be open to anything. The old passed away, and a new slate was mine for the taking. My new friend cocked his head to the side, noticing my intrigue. He watched while I laid down one card after another. The notion that these cards could somehow give a glimpse of my future Continue Reading
