I believe I have found good news for myself. Good news that helps me sleep at night, relieves stress, and helps me to be a more flexible and happy person. I’m fine with sharing my story with people if they are interested. However, I don’t feel like I need to go into the world and preach “the gospel.” My story is uniquely mine and no one else needs to be like me. Continue reading How did I become a happy heretic?
About five years ago, I weighed the least I had in many years. I was in a sort of midlife crisis, was not sleeping nearly enough, and was fairly obsessed with monitoring my eating, running, and losing weight. I enjoyed … Continue reading Weight, Don’t Go!
The first time I suggested that I might be a heretic is when my twins were in their early teens. We were discussing the Old Testament passages where the text says something like, “Do not spare any of them, kill … Continue reading Finding peace in heresy
I got the text mid-afternoon on a Friday. My in-laws were in town. I was taking a much needed break reading in the backyard by the pool. The text was from my sister. She said she needed to talk to … Continue reading Saying Goodbye and Finding My Umbrella
Writing is a way for me to clarify my thoughts and feelings, and editing my writing furthers that process by requiring that I make my ideas understandable and approachable to people who might not be aware of the circumstances precipitating … Continue reading Great Expectations
Do you enjoy shopping with coupons? I always have, especially back in the day when we made very little money and needed to stretch it as far as we could. I was quite adept at clipping coupons from the Sunday … Continue reading Redeemable
It was almost time to celebrate Christmas 2020 with the family. Our oldest and his wife arrived on Saturday night, and one of the twins got here on Sunday afternoon. The other twin would be flying in soon to reunite the whole group. In my last therapy session before that Christmas, the counselor asked me what I was looking forward to most, with all of the kids coming home. After a couple minutes thought, I said, “Peace.” That seemed an odd thing to say with four extra people coming to stay in our house, but it would be the first … Continue reading Let there be Peace on earth
I’ve been asking myself this question frequently over the past couple of weeks. Why did I decide it was a good idea to write another blog? Why can’t I just leave well enough alone? Why does anyone care what I have to say about still being a person of faith when I no longer identify specifically as a Christian? Why do I want to invite criticism into this part of my life? Why don’t I just go into the WordPress Admin page and click “Delete your site permanently”? No one would know the difference. Very few people know I’m planning … Continue reading Why?
A Happy Heretic 