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Notes On The Woman Who Touched His Cloak
This passage was recommended to me recently to spend some time with, and I’ll admit my first reaction was a small sigh. I’ve heard this story more times than I can count. Years of bleeding, ritually unclean, spent everything she had, pressed through the crowd, touched His garment, healed by faith, blah blah blah. I…
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When Love Can Only Come So Close
I have known one person who loved God and loved people in the way I always imagined the saints must have. They would drop everything for anyone. If someone needed the shirt off their back, it was off and handed over before the request was finished. And they had done an astonishing amount of inner…
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Deep Calls to Deep
It was the end of a long day and I’ve used up all potentially productive words before dinner, and I was driving across town in the dark to a Bible study I’d never been to. I’d been looking for one a while now. A women’s Bible study, specifically, something regular, something I could grow roots…
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Same Woman, Two Places
I went on a first date once, a few years ago, with a man who looked very good on paper. He was a man of God. Emotionally mature, by every account. Available. Kind. Stable. I didn’t know much beyond that, and I don’t imagine he knew much more about me. We’d had maybe three phone…
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Meet The Alchemist
I read more than is probably reasonable and keep trying to fit one more bookshelf into my living room. It’s a battle I’ve mostly accepted.
I ended up becoming the family’s “black sheep” who pursued medicine instead of the arts everyone in my family seemed to wander into. Somewhere between pharmacology and theology, I found myself gathering more degrees than I intended. “The Alchemist Chronicles” acknowledges the lineage: those of us who measure powders as heirs to medieval practitioners who eventually became known as “pharmacists.”
I live what I consider an abundantly vibrant life. I’m told that If an exclamation point was a person, it would be me. I dance, teach, draw, lift, explore, play, and regularly disappear into a Dungeons & Dragon campaign. If there’s a hobby that exists, chances are I tried it at some point. At home, I have a pet snake named Tiamat and I’m a single mom to a brainy kiddo I’m profoundly proud of. My heart is full, as is my plate.
My aim is simply to leave a record of where I have been, what I have noticed, and why it mattered to me. If that resonates with you as well– welcome to this corner of the internet.
