Often it feels like there is a constant barrage of fear based information flying at me (I love y’all but if I allowed every word said to control me; I would be nearly frozen in paranoia). Every post, story, and article is barking about something I should be worrying about. I should be worried about [...]
Tag: Belief
Turn for the Tide
Part One: The Glow . Our leader quickly explains what I will need to hurriedly write down. As scribe, I will listen for tag numbers, latitude, longitude, measurements, physical descriptors, and military time. I nod, hoping I won’t forget my instructions or fall behind. How quickly will this all happen? The tag, medical pack, a [...]
Enough and Not Enough
We are in the thick of toddler emotion. Knee high and everything an emergency. He cries when he wants something and cries when he gets it. He asks to be picked up and then begs to be set free. And it can be all too easy to grow tense and tired. Our desperation is surely [...]
Ready for God
“I wasn’t ready yet for church, but I was ready for God. And I’ve always believed that the ocean is one of the surest places to find Him.“- Shauna Niequist, "Cold Tangerines” . I did find my way back to church. And I’m so glad I did. At some point you must go deeper than [...]
Rise Up
I wish I could have bottled up the morning. Simply to be able to taste it again. The back door was open. A breeze made the white curtains prance. Syrup poured over small pancakes. Swing music erupting from the record player battled the lawnmower roaring through the yard… Isaiah had once again strewn his clothes [...]
Delivered
“I tried to be a hero for a day, but all my superpowers failed to save. So I turned in my ego and my cape. I was made to fly, but not this way. It all starts with breathing You in; breathing You in deeply. I’ve been drowning under my skin. No one but You [...]
For Such a Time as This
The day stretched until I was sure it would burst. My arms couldn’t hold it. Both of my boys were out of sorts. Their struggles became the pick-up stick pile that I wove in and out of all day. Papa swore it was full moon angst. And I just swore that my patience was gone. [...]
It was worth it
Each week he is taught the power of a dollar given to good and the power of an hour given to help. This week he was also taught the power of a ballot. He stood at my side as I explained that a small mark would join others and together be one loud voice. He [...]
Nothing wasted
Were there voices trying to tell your story before you even had ears to hear it? And as you grew, did the volume of lies, half truths, and imagined details grow right alongside? . Did your mother turn off the sound and whisper with her heart that you were a gift of worth; coming into [...]
Emmy Goulet 
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