Author Archives: andrea8979
Out on the Bounding Main
I don’t know when I stopped being grateful. I don’t know when I stopped counting gifts and numbering graces. But I did and I am soul-sick for the lack of contentment in my heart. I walk to the edge of the parking lot and stare out into the woods, watching a small stream trickle down … Continue reading
The Arrow That Flies By Day
Sometimes I feel like my life is this endless string of events that if they were compiled and made into a movie, it would require such a gross suspension of disbelief that no one in their right mind would be willing to watch it. At the end of last year, I began to pray and … Continue reading
For Auld Lang Syne, My Dear
It’s been a good year. God has been more than faithful, He has been extravagant in His grace and mercy and favor and beauty. I’m looking forward to 2016, but first I want to remember 2015 well.
December 29, 2006
The story of how I knew she was on her way is a hard and tender one that I don’t tell freely. And that’s odd for me because I love to tell stories – from how I switched the wires when I was installing a new circuit board on my oven two weeks ago to … Continue reading
My Name is Bess
My sisters, it’s time to come clean about this terrible thing I’ve been doing to so many of you for years now. It’s not just a terrible thing, it’s a dangerous thing. In fact, it is perhaps the single most dangerous thing I can do to you in our friendship because when I do it, … Continue reading
Missing The Forest
I accidentally snapped this shot of my house as I was documenting the ant revolution in my mailbox yesterday. That’s right. Hundreds of ants had a rager in my mailbox. On my mail. Hundreds. Of ants. I went inside and fretted over the ants. Then I fretted over the wasp nests all over my house. … Continue reading
Sing, Barren Woman
I saw an article over the weekend with a link to a video of young Christian men talking about what they’re looking for in a future wife. I didn’t have to watch the video to know its purpose or what the young men said. Essentially, it was meant to encourage young women to pursue holiness … Continue reading
With Miles To Go Before I Sleep
I was standing at the Robert Is Here farm and fruit stand in Florida City after a lovely visit to the Everglades National Park when I pulled my phone out of my purse and noticed I had a missed call. From a 1-800 number. And they left a voicemail. If you’re just three hours from … Continue reading
I’ll Take a Cup of Kindness Yet
As this year has drawn to a close, I’ve had a hard time thinking back over 2014 with anything besides regret and disappointment. Regret over decisions I’d made and disappointment that I haven’t finally gotten this life thing down. I mean, wasn’t this the year I was supposed to finally do that? It’s no wonder … Continue reading
The Hard Left
I wrote this almost exactly two months ago. I didn’t post it at the time – I just had this feeling that it wasn’t the right time. That rarely happens – I usually write knowing full well that I intend to post what I’m writing. If it is possible for these words to be even … Continue reading