I couldn't let myself read this, Katie, as well written and heart felt as it is. I only skimmed it, but I did throw up a prayer for you and Bruce. We had a very strange holiday season too from Thanksgiving to New Year's Day, and I don't want to write about it, but the whole world had a strange holiday season this year, huh? So why shouldn't we too? "Throw up a prayer," what a blithe and, even, ugly metaphor. It either sounds nearly uncaring or literally like vomit. It was neither, Dear Sister . . . but it just was.
I don't say, "Happy New Year!" I pray, "May God richly bless us all in Him throughout this coming Year of Our Lord Two Thousand Twenty-Four." There's a difference, huh? The latter is better. Isn't it?
Thank you for your prayers. I’m sorry to hear your holiday was strange too. A few friends went home to be with the Lord over Christmas week. Sad time. Tears can be so very healing. Thank you for stopping by and commenting.
I went back and read your post, Katie, listening to your voice. I wished we lived closer to each other. You and Bruce would have been treasured guests at our Christmas table. One Day we will sit down together at His Christmas table. Until then, Dear Friend, just know that we love you.
There’s kind of multiple layers. I’m distraught about the war in Gaza. I feel both a desire to speak out more but also a sense that God is calling me to focus more on my family and not putting the weight of the world on my shoulders. I’ve been getting what feel like prophetic words sometimes. A couple years ago, I would have just fired them off on social media, but I’m really wanting to listen to God better regarding what I say in what context.
I hear you on multiple layers. That sounds wise to focus on your family and carrying the weight of the world. And you’re wise to listen to God for when/how to speak.
I couldn't let myself read this, Katie, as well written and heart felt as it is. I only skimmed it, but I did throw up a prayer for you and Bruce. We had a very strange holiday season too from Thanksgiving to New Year's Day, and I don't want to write about it, but the whole world had a strange holiday season this year, huh? So why shouldn't we too? "Throw up a prayer," what a blithe and, even, ugly metaphor. It either sounds nearly uncaring or literally like vomit. It was neither, Dear Sister . . . but it just was.
I don't say, "Happy New Year!" I pray, "May God richly bless us all in Him throughout this coming Year of Our Lord Two Thousand Twenty-Four." There's a difference, huh? The latter is better. Isn't it?
Thank you for your prayers. I’m sorry to hear your holiday was strange too. A few friends went home to be with the Lord over Christmas week. Sad time. Tears can be so very healing. Thank you for stopping by and commenting.
I went back and read your post, Katie, listening to your voice. I wished we lived closer to each other. You and Bruce would have been treasured guests at our Christmas table. One Day we will sit down together at His Christmas table. Until then, Dear Friend, just know that we love you.
Thank you so much. How lovely that would be to sit at your table at Christmas or any time. We love you too.
I really appreciate your vulnerability in this piece. I was dealing with some depression this Christmas.
Thank you so much for reading this. I’m sorry you were despondent over Christmas. What’s going on?
There’s kind of multiple layers. I’m distraught about the war in Gaza. I feel both a desire to speak out more but also a sense that God is calling me to focus more on my family and not putting the weight of the world on my shoulders. I’ve been getting what feel like prophetic words sometimes. A couple years ago, I would have just fired them off on social media, but I’m really wanting to listen to God better regarding what I say in what context.
I hear you on multiple layers. That sounds wise to focus on your family and carrying the weight of the world. And you’re wise to listen to God for when/how to speak.