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 I think I know now  The answer - at least in part: I have not wanted it to be true  I have wanted who I thought I knew To be the real you.  ~~  Wanting a true friend One who stays,  Sells everything to buy the field  Doesn't just walk away  ~~ There have been so many wolves in this house  Grandma, what big mistakes I've made.

God Hates Divorce, Not Divorced People

What God Hates   God hates divorce , not divorced people.  God loves people. Let's pause right here because that is the entirety of what I have to say, but my word count is supposed to be a bit higher. As words multiply, truth grows muffled. So please, if I may, I’d just like to remind you today:  God hates divorce , not divorced people. God loves people. Statements like this tend to provoke argumentative replies from certain camps.  To follow  “God hates  - name any sin-  . ”   with a declaration of His love provokes a panic as if we’ve just turkey-dropped permission slips with God’s forged signature to all humanity.  Scenarios of affairs and abandoned families spring to the virile imaginations of many a worried mind. There’s real concern we’re gonna make God mad.  Imaginary scenarios are… imaginar y.  If someone is looking for validation to do or be a thing, that thing is, in all reality, already an inevitability. Sought aff...

ThoughtStrings: An Introduction

For years I have been keeping notes on my phone and scrawled-on paper fragments in a scattered collection of what I refer to as  '  ThoughtStrings  '  I've often said that someday, I'll knit them together into a patchwork story quilt or two... which has been my reason for jotting stuff down in the first place... I want to come back, preferably at a more-quiet-less-busy time to think more on these breeze-strewn strands.  Sometimes, when I pick one up, I have no idea what I was thinking, or why.  Other times, I smile as I think back on the versions of me I have been, or cry (just a little!) over where I'll never go again.  Each time, I am grateful that I stopped long enough to take a snapshot with my pen.  Going forward,  I'll be sharing those old coat pocket scraps, tagged '  ThoughtStrings '   with or without commentary.  If transparency and vulnerability are essential ingredients to courageous writing, here's looking at m...