Category: Uncategorized
-
On Days I Feel Orphaned
On the days I feel orphaned And family feels far away And friends feel like friends, with their own lives and their own kin with their own traditions, and “seats” at their own childhood tables… On the days I feel orphaned And the idea of family feels far-fetched, And the Matthews / Tanner families mock…
-
Unconditional, uncontrollable love.
God is a God of unconditional love. Have you ever heard that? Unconditional love sounds thrilling in theory, but in the everyday, the golden rule… rules. “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” We don’t set out to be selfish in love, but if we’re not looking out for ourselves, there’s…
-
It’s not that I’m afraid of AI..
It’s not that I’m afraid of Artificial Intelligence… it’s more that I’m afraid of me. I am afraid of my yearning for ease, responding to the draw of comfort and convenience over the discipline of creativity. If God is the most creative being—and I, made in his image—it stands to reason that I must also…
-
My Body is Not My Own
For years, my body was my own. Then, I had the privilege of sharing it with my husband. And now? My body has created and carried life. It currently sustains life. My body is not my own. One day, my body will be “mine” again, but for now it is exactly what it needs to…
-
The days are long and by all accounts, unproductive.
The days are long and by all accounts, unproductive, now that I’m a mother. Mother. MOTHER. I am someone’s mother. How is this real life? I am both deeply annoyed and disproportionately amazed that these are my days now. Amazed that I’m living in answered prayer, but annoyed and honestly, aghast that it’s not anything…
-
An answer to Anxiety
I do not know what tomorrow holds; whether treasure or terror. Yet, I know this: Today, I have my husband to hold close. Today, I have my health and rest long and easy. Today, I have my daughter asleep against my chest. Today, I have a home, filled with love and laughter. Today, I have…
-
Replete with rambles.
One of the hardest things I have ever experienced as a Christian is reconciling what it is I want to do, with what it is I know I should do.
-
Flown, Not Grown
As a native born Hawaiian who is 7 years into my pilgrimage to the continental United States, my ethnic background is often reduced to stereotypical and characterized Hawaiiana.
-
Not that resolute.
This New Year was not that resolute. It was something softer than that. Cozy even. Daniel and I spent the last hours of 2023 with dear friends listening to early 2000’s hip hop, playing board games, and praying we didn’t collectively fall asleep during Mario Party. It was a mish mash of good people doing…
kayfromhome 