Years ago I wrote a poem about what it must be like to be the evil one. To believe that the way you tempt people, taunt, and torture them would be enough for them to abandon God.
It’s been a year since I adopted the word trust as my word of the year, and as I look back I see how much this word has changed my life. Truly.
It’s been about six months into this “year of trust.” Focusing on this word has helped center me, especially during times when I feel like I’m slipping into worry or wondering “what if.” As I write this today, I am also feeling heartbroken about the world’s events, about hate and evil that spreads fear into […]
It’s been a month (about) since I adopted my word of year: trust.
Years ago, I adopted a word for the year. I think this was about 2009 or so and I believe the word I chose was “joy.” The memories are fuzzy, but I think that was it. I then quickly decided choosing a word was stupid. But I’ve changed my mind on that.