The beginning has come in fits and starts. Years and years and years of journals and papers and letters and songs. Studying my toes and staring at trees and clouds, gallivanting across the earth; tending to babies, following a husband, working long hours, staying up late sewing Easter dresses and arranging spring baskets and chocolate …
Category Archives: Beginnings
From the Potter’s Hand
I started going down to the Potter’s house when I was around 17 years old. It was there, at His knee, with our hands deep in clay that I learned to listen, get dirty and to fly. The life lessons abounded, as did the art of pot building. I was fresh from the throes of …
Spinning in Circles
Have you ever had that feeling like you’re supposed to be doing something and you do everything BUT that thing? The everything winds up being a distraction or a detour. And better yet, the detours are dead ends. That happened with me today; and somehow, I finally heard what God was trying to say to …
Rejection
Art. Writing. Dance. Drama. Song. Speech. Am I not good enough? Pretty enough? Smart enough? Funny enough? What if I fail? What if I don’t have what it takes? What if ‘they’ don’t like me? What if I am not cool enough, fun enough? Rejection. This long buried feeling surfaces and prods me. It rises …
Going
lead me on Lord.
Going
I began going to the Potter’s House when I was 17. Stopping to listen at His knee and to watch His Hands work, I was still and quiet. I’m uncertain how He got me to be still. Until then, I was wild and untamed. My long hair flying in the wind, I flew about from …