— Coloring Life with Love, Lyme, & Laughter —
I am engulfed in a muddy river of sorrow and loss. The current is strong, and I struggle to stay afloat. I fight and kick, but the debris of pain pulls me under. I surface just long enough to inhale and note my surroundings, only to be sucked down again…again…and again. The waters are raging.... Continue Reading →
I am poisoned. Everything I touch, everywhere I go, I ruin things. Marriages. Children. Schools. Relationships. I was once called a "user," and it shook it me to my core. I feel like a giver, to a fault. I picture myself as underwater diver with one breath between myself and my partner, and I know... Continue Reading →
My Lyme is flaring. The IV-antibiotic treatment is causing spirochetes to die off faster than my body can expel them, and I am trapped in my own circle of hell. At once there is pain throughout my body. It consumes me. I cannot think; there is only pain. I cannot eat; I will throw up.... Continue Reading →
There are individuals who are remarkably able to lift others even as they themselves journey through one of life's most feared trials and tribulations. My sweet friend, Shelly, is one of those people. Her walk with Jesus both astounds and inspires me as I marvel at her beautiful grace and tremendous faith every step of... Continue Reading →
Have you ever yelled at God? Not just one or two lines of frustration but a full-on tantrum based on anger, fear, confusion and, yes, a whole lot of frustration. Did you scream for a solid twenty minutes, a blubbering mess of tears and snot? I have. I did. I railed at my God the entire... Continue Reading →
A Broken Crayon 