Hi, my name is Kirsten and I am a Netflix Addict. I am notoriously lazy when left to my own devices. I have been known to classify my bed as an idol. My deepest human desire is to stay in bed and do nothing all day. So this Saturday when I looked outside and saw … Continue reading Confessions of a Netflix Addict
I am a total type-A personality. I need control and I crave details. And as most of us know, God doesn’t always operate like that. He doesn’t give us the full plan because if we had it, what is the point of trusting in his provision, goodness, all that junk? However, something that really bugs … Continue reading Why Christians are So Freaking Lazy
Lingua wrecked is sort of a “lingua franca” of those who wrestle in life; a connecting language that links your experience to my experience and to the life of that guy on the curb by the liquor store. If lingua franca is a “bridge language, a language systematically used to make communication possible between people not sharing a mother … Continue reading Lingua Wrecked
The rain is rattling down the drainpipe and the whoosh of a steady shower fills the empty spaces. It is lovely. A crepe myrtle’s magenta puff-blooms bounce in the breeze and rain. The courtyard is quiet. Oh my soul. A good morning to seek a God who can only be seen when he makes himself … Continue reading When you have no Plan B
I’ll be moving soon and thanks to friends and a VERY PATIENT brother-in-law (a prince among men), I am going to pack my belongings, load them, and meet up with them in Manhattan, Kansas, in August. There is nothing like several moves in a short season to remind you that you don’t need (to pack … Continue reading Scarcity & abundance
I love the idea of recycling, upcycling, bicycling… It seems that the idea of “reduce, reuse, recycle, educate” has biblical parallels: one person’s trash becomes another’s transformed product. Artwork, household goods, industrial items, water, ideas, and more can be recycled…redeemed for another use. And then we get to offer the transforming story up for the … Continue reading Recycled
I’ve been missing something…something visceral; something that I have always – under every circumstance – been able to count on and draw upon. I’ve looked in closets, books, song, people, silence, and in the battered book of faith that I’ve been known to toss at doors and walls. It wasn’t there. Searched photographs, memory, … Continue reading Rise
“I’ve begun a notebook of “things I’ve noticed” because in trauma your world shrinks to a tiny pinpoint. On my run today, I noticed a vole, the breeze cutting through the humidity, and a smiling dog. It felt good to laugh.” – May 30, 2013 You see that photo of the banana wagon? Yep. It … Continue reading What I’ve noticed
