February 2012
11 posts
I Want to Be the Girl on Fire
Reading The Hunger Games gets me all worked up, y’all.
Because I want to be Katniss or Peeta or Finnick out there doing these crazy courageous things. I really want to be Katniss—for one because I think I’d be a little more aware of what’s going on than she is (Wake up, kid!) and for another because she doesn’t really have to kill any one who isn’t totally...
Why I Need Boxes
I am not the picture of mental health. Not that I’m out of control or in need of medication or anything like that. I’m just always two weeks away from crazy.
Sometimes I feel proud of that, as if my mental instability were proof of my genius. My great grandfather was nuts, and he won a Hugo award. Of course when I read a little of whatever I’ve written most recently I realize...
I’m reading John to my daughters at lunch today. It’s a new thing I’m trying, reading to them directly from the Bible. I don’t figure they understand it, not entirely, but I know from experience that the Bible’s magic, so why not? Right?
Anyway, they seem to be paying attention. Sort of. And then I read this: “Having said this, Jesus spit on the ground.”
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“The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far...”
– Thomas Wolfe
Isn’t this the great tragedy of the fall? Isn’t loneliness another word for separation?
"Fair Trade Products Are Too Pricey" →
Debunking common objections to shopping ethically.
Saw this article on Relevant’s website today and geeked out. I’ve been trying to write a post just like this. Now I don’t have to. :)
WatchA friend referred me to CenterPeace after my post Monday, and I am sooo excited about the work they’re doing. This organization really fills a need, creating a sense of community and belonging for those who struggle with same sex attraction.
I especially enjoyed this testimony from founder Sally Gary: http://centerpeace.net/ourstories_sallytxt
Happiness, Love, Homosexuality and Us
“It is not God’s will merely that we should be happy, but that we should make ourselves happy” -Immanuel Kant
Sometimes I think we people, all 6.8 billion of us, believe the world exists for our own pleasure—that God made us to do our own bidding, to, as Kant suggests, make ourselves happy.
I imagine it’s why so many of us are, in reality, dissatisfied, exhausted...
“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.”
– Vincent van Gogh
I disagree, but I still like the sentiment. The night is alive. Especially when the stars are out.
Writing is hard.
I’ve had to chain myself to this chair tonight.
I’ve hated every word I’ve typed.
And I’m typing as if my fingers were mallets and the keys moles in a whack’a mole game.
But I’m writing.
Dang it; I’m writing.
(And yes, I just placed a semi-colon within one word of “dang.” Juxtaposition, folks.)
Stitched →
I saw this portrait tonight (click the link to see the series) and thought about David being “knit together in [his] mother’s womb.”
This method of portraiture—embroidery, hand-sewing threads into single, unexpected combinations, finding just the right shade of blue in a merger of three—is the way I imagine God mapping out our us-ness.
The second picture above...