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When You’ve Messed Up “Too Much”
The other day, I dropped a supposedly “unbreakable” plate by accident (Or maybe it was genetics? I seem to have a congenital ‘butter fingers’ problem). Of course, it shattered into a gazillion pieces, leaving tiny shards of ceramic all over my kitchen floor. Turns out even the triple-compressed glass from a “trusted” and “timeless” brand ...
When Mercy Comes Running
There’s a sense of “she owes me” that has crept into my giving.
I’m ashamed to admit it.
It makes me cringe.
It makes me want to curl up into a ball and pretend like I’m not me.
But, unfortunately, it’s true.
The thought slips into my mind and creates a full-fledged story that I convince myself is true.
It goes ...