Last week I started getting panic attacks again. An all out black fear that wouldn't let me breathe. It tried to convince me God doesn't exist. And I was choking on that lie, that misguided belief. Before Jesus, I pretty much ascribed to the theory that my mind was dented sometime during the manufacturing process… Continue reading All the thoughts in my head.
I started an email account for my daughter when she was a baby. And I wrote emails to her pretty regularly so you have to imagine that inbox looking like the chronicled thoughts of a post-partum lunatic. I mean, I don't want to brag, but at some points in my life, I could have definitely… Continue reading Finding road, not water.