In a culture where the trend is You do you… A culture that motivates with encouragement that you can do anything you want to do—be anything you want to be. Break down any wall and climb any mountain. Where does this statement of letting God be God fit? I’ve been studying the Psalms this summerContinue reading “Let God be God”
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Una Mas, Mija.
I stood on the pitcher’s mound, rolling the softball around in my hand, wiping sweat from my forehead, looking longingly at the third base line. My Dad stood there cheering me on, and I so desperately wanted him to pull me from the game. Instead, he just smiled and clapped. Una Mas, Mija. Una Mas.Continue reading “Una Mas, Mija.”
Puzzles
I hate puzzles. Hate. Loathe—never want to do them. Even the 24-piece ones that toddlers can do. It’s always a mystery to me why anyone would do a puzzle for fun. What does that even mean? I was that kid who would pound the random pieces that didn’t fit to force it to stick together.Continue reading “Puzzles”
Draw Near
She was shaking. She heard the echoing cheers of her family, and she smiled in eager excitement, but she was scared. I’d never seen her scared before. She was so feisty. She listened when she decided to. She had an eye roll that could rival any 17 year old. She marched to the beat ofContinue reading “Draw Near”
Just…
I closed the door, wiped my brow, sloshed some hand sanitizer in my hands, and checked the pager on my hip. I rushed to the trauma room, with IPAD and book in hands, bubbles in my pocket. I almost collided with my intern. Ugh, she said rolling her eyes. I just did the most annoyingContinue reading “Just…”
Steel Walls
I crouched on my knees with paper towels underneath them. I held my hair back with one hand, while I braced myself with another on the stall. My stomach turned, and my breakfast went in the opposite direction it was supposed to. I tried not to touch anything. Bathrooms are gross, but hospital bathrooms areContinue reading “Steel Walls”
More
Rays of orange and pink scatter the sky, to my left. The deep, dark blue dances in crashing waves, to my right. I sit in a blanket of white sand That shifts with each wiggle of my toes. My eyes are busy, capturing all the beauty possible to see— If I blink, I’ll miss something.Continue reading “More”
The work of Your fingers…
You mean you can’t control the sun… She said it gently, compassionately. My eyebrows slanted, I wrinkled my forehead, nodding as I heard the words. My therapist and I were hashing out an assignment she had given me the week before. I had confessed I was having a hard time talking to God. Specifically, IContinue reading “The work of Your fingers…”
Bleeding
I sat next to her in the crowded ER trauma room. She had her legs in stirrups. One hand was in mine, The other sat on her tummy with an IV giving her a blood transfusion first, fluids later. I sat very still while nurses and doctors bustled around us, Tossing meds to one anotherContinue reading “Bleeding”
Surrender
I sat in the middle of my floor. I heaved in bursts. I was crying, but it was an angry cry— He sat on my bed, quietly. I looked at him, then the door. Him—then the door. I jumped up, dashed to the other side of the room, Screaming, crying, beating the white-washed barrier withContinue reading “Surrender”
Sincerely, Crystal 