Posts Tagged "courage"


  On this farm, I’ve looked myself in the eye and didn’t like what I saw. I’ve wondered and asked like a child,  ‘How long?’   I’ve watched days turn into years. I’ve wanted to bury myself under covers, stay all the live-long day, and dream of by-gone days in Indiana or Kentucky. I’ve shrieked at Rat Snakes climbing pecan trees. I’ve swept thankfulness out the broken, back door. I’ve been a stiff-neck-er, as...

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I had come to the class to teach public speaking. But I had not come to teach about being perfect at it. In fact, as I shifted my weight side to side and stumbled over my um’s, I pretty much broke every public speaking rule in the book.   They had signed up to learn about Speech. I had signed up to teach about courage.     It was two years ago from the podium, I stood in front of homeschooled high-schoolers to...

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My family and I dodged through a congest Dallas. Just earlier, we witnessed where rain had swollen creekbeds until they raged with rapids. But now cars jammed together like a snake of metal along highways, participating in the normal big city traffic.   I clutched the arm of our car door as semi’s bee-bopped between lanes, without so much as a care to cars. I pointed my finger, “There, there,” along the...

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There are times you live in the hidden nooks-n-crannies of your life, as if it were a shrinking back. But that’s not entirely true. It’s really a folding into your life. One that’s necessary and truer.   It may feel you stepped off the stage, as if you were an actor in a familiar bar. Yet, nobody knows your name anymore. Life grew smaller. And how does smaller grow? Yet you know it does, in it’s own...

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I was the shiny new girl. The one who came most anytime of a school year when growing up. Middle, beginnings, or endings, did not matter really. Most every grade was in a different school. I loved it then. I could change. Be a chameleon.   I graduated with strangers, or in the least, casual acquaintances. That was when I first, really ached for community, for a family of friends to celebrate memories I never shared.   I...

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