Saturday, January 2, 2010. I want to live just a little more free each day. To love when I want to love. To cry when I need to. So each act each moment allows me to be me. So I let myself feel the way I feel. So my heart is my mind and my mind my heart. So I can speak knowing the pain it will cause me. but a pain that makes me feel human and alive. Do I sound morbid? Who knows, maybe freedom is a morbid idea.

Unheard Melodies of a Heart in Hiding. Friday, June 23, 2006. Beau is our golden retriever. I painted this a couple months ago when I was back in the habit of painting. I started working yesterday on a business card for my custom pet portrait business idea. My current project is to. What about a place to live? What about MONEY, about our bills? What about the house we have lived in for only fourteen months? It is only through.

We must never forget to see ourselves in every Biblical character, from Adam to Sanballat, from Jesus to Judas. The passages from Leviticus and Matthew prompt me to ask myself whether I confuse Jesus as mundane, even profane, rather than sacred. If Jesus were to walk into our churches, disguised as one of the marginalized and disinherited, would we pass the test? Would I pass the test? July 31, 2015.

The LORD your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with his love, He will rejoice over you with singing. Tuesday, October 02, 2012. Monday, October 31, 2011. Monday, October 03, 2011. For the past fifteen years, and for the next. Thursday, August 18, 2011. Pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from .

One brave mommy along for the ride. Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. Saturday, December 22, 2012.