On finding margin in a maddening world

I’m weary. The last eighteen months have been unlike any others, and I just want to curl up in a ball with my dog until it’s over, especially in the face of more potential pandemic-related restrictions, new virus variants, and overwhelming uncertainty. I suspect you feel the same. Recently, the Institute for Healthcare Improvement launched aContinue reading “On finding margin in a maddening world”

Too much

It’s all too much. The virus. The unrest. The violence. The anarchy. Add to that the daily, “usual” suffering of the death of loved ones, the loss of jobs, the depression, the everything. It’s all too much. But it’s not too much for God. Are you like me? Do you want to hide? Are youContinue reading “Too much”

In which I write about 2020 even though I don’t feel like it, favorite books of the year, 2021 TBR list, a new release, and my One Word.

New Year’s Day, 2021. Outside, ice pelts the window and slicks the sidewalks, and the gray skies wrap my little world with a gloomy sort of comfort as I sit on my bed with my pup and my brand new calendar/planner. The ambivalence of looking back over the unimaginable past year causes a wrench inContinue reading “In which I write about 2020 even though I don’t feel like it, favorite books of the year, 2021 TBR list, a new release, and my One Word.”

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