Category Archives: Life

The Drawing Board

Via

There is nothing scarier than a blank page. You sit and stare at it willing yourself to think of something creative to write, draw, or paint on its stark pages.
I’m back at the drawing board, sitting next to you, struggling to make sense of the picture in my head.
I seem to becoming back to this place a lot lately. My drawing gets so far, and then gets erased, only to leave that page, mockingly waiting for my next move. I don’t know the next move.
but
that’s OK. I don’t need too. All we both need to know is that we can make mistakes. We can mess up the page so all the white is gone, filling every available space with mistakes. The beauty of sitting at the drawing board is that there is always an eraser.
Make a mistake, rub it out, pick up the pencil and start all over again.
I see you there sitting next to me.
Welcome back to the drawing board.
NB. I turn 26 tomorrow. When did I become a grown up?

The Girl Who Believed She Could Change The World

Via

There was this girl who was lost.

Lost in her own head and the world around her. Lost in her situation.
She spent months frantically searching for something to find meaning in, and eventually opened the bible that lay dusty on her shelf.
It changed her.

In that moment the girl felt just what it was like to be loved. She wanted to exude that love. She wanted to forgive with love. She wanted to love the sinner. It just took her time to realise that the sinner she needed to love the most was herself.

The girl started on a journey. One that would wreck her from the inside out. She knew it was going to be painful, but she could already see glimpses of beauty when she looked in the mirror. Her journey even took her to a different county, and back again. The journey made the girl see herself through God’s eyes, and sometimes she didn’t like what she saw.

The journey ended and the girl started to change. She forgave, she let all the hate out of her heart, and she learnt to wait.

The girl made contact. She asked for help. She built a community around her. She felt safe.

The girl could see the future, and it was shining bright.

The girl felt loved.

The girl is me.