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Finding Myself In The Story
Sometimes I’d like to get lost in a crowd Let the energy swell around me Until I don’t feel separate But a small part of a whole entity I am tired of myself Everything feels so personal So internal So stressful So petty I used to see the world differently And I want to go Continue reading
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How The Light Gets In
Dear One, I know you’re tired. I can see it in the dark half-moons under your eyes, and they way they’ve lost their shine. I see you when you lie awake at night, wondering how you got to this place. I know you’ve tried so hard. To keep your family intact. To keep your head Continue reading
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The Slow Days are the Hardest
Sometimes it’s the slow days that are the hardest When we go go go we aren’t forced to face ourselves All the raging inside becomes mute in the busy When we’re moving forward We can look out the window at the landscape Even if it’s stark The motion of the road Stirs our imaginations A Continue reading
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Sex & Shame (Jesus was a Bastard)
I am going to talk about sex. And adultery. And abortion. (Just another fun Tuesday night.) I don’t do stuff like that on my blog. I am not really a fan of controversy. But I feel like I need to add my voice to the madness. We’ve all read the headlines lately. So many emotions. So Continue reading
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When I am Feeling Lost
Sometimes I feel lost. Lost in my head. Lost in worry. I forget I am not doing life alone. I tend to try to go at it by myself, and I know that isn’t healthy. Sometimes I forget simple child-like faith is all I really need. I’ve done a pretty good job rejecting religion, but Continue reading
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Life, Death & Easter Baskets
I made an Easter basket for the first time today. I wandered the aisles in the store and let my daughter choose between a bunny and a duck. I never did Easter baskets growing up, or egg hunts. It wasn’t the “Christian” thing. While I was throwing together an awkward last-minute basket for my baby, Continue reading
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What We’re In The Middle Of
sometimes we miss things the most when we’re right in the middle of them we could be swimming in the most beautiful waters and we can’t see the size of the ocean only that we’re paddling for dear life it’s no secret why we’re sinking we want so desperately to enjoy the moment we forget Continue reading
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Sold Out
sometimes I feel sold out like everyone is offering me a pretty line an insincere smile and a billboard sign a “new better you!” for just one more dime we live in a society that runs on gimmicks manipulating people’s emotions with cheap tricks it’s science and psychology making dollars from joys and fears preying on weakness, Continue reading
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How the Babe Stole Grinchness
It’s been a really hard year. The kind of year that sinks it’s cold teeth into you and chills you all the way through. A year filled with moments of darkness, feeling hopeless and asking God difficult questions. Moments of waiting, endless waiting. Silence when I just want a comforting voice. At times I’ve felt tested and Continue reading
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Brooke Gale LouvieR 