Where to begin an angry rant that made you google ‘fuck you’ songs? I’ll tell you where I won’t begin. I won’t begin by saying: “First of all, I just love my life. My children are everything to me, and everyday I wake up to the shrill call of Momma my heart grows a bit … Continue reading
Author Archives: sacredstruggler
The Friend I’ve Failed the Most
Though I don’t remember meeting her, I can kind of picture how it went. We were on the same floor in the first dorm I ever lived in. She was peppy and bright and liked to swear with words it is still hard for my Christian girl mouth to put in that order and not … Continue reading
Whatever it is, I can clean it up later.
Being a mom isn’t always awesome. Sometimes it’s really hard. Sometimes I’m dangling from a very thin rope and the only thing I can use to keep from slipping off is a bit of quiet. To get this, my oldest needs to be out of sight. You know all the videos and pictures of kids … Continue reading
Miscarriage of Joy
When I first became pregnant, I was so excited. My husband and I made really cool announcements for our immediate family. I can barely picture them now. Just after we told people I started to miscarry. It took over a week to progress and occur. I was very sad, but ok. What I wish I … Continue reading
A Birth Story: Daughters are WoMEn Too
The way my daughter entered the world prepared me for the life she faces, the life I’ve faced. The rape of our bodies and minds by those to whom our words seem surreptitious. People will assault her by disregarding her words, want, and will insisting that what we wear- our skin, our suit, our smile- is more indicative of our intent than our intentional verbal insistences. Continue reading
Civil Religion: The Idol no Patriot Dares Mention
“Yet there is power — wonder-working power — in the goodness, and idealism, and faith of the American people.” Oh wait a second, that’s not how the hymn goes. I do believe the ‘wonder working power’ is in the blood of the lamb. But who needs the blood of the lamb when you’ve got the … Continue reading
The third Thursday
While we lift our voices up in praise and adoration and thanksgiving, others are lifting up their voices in anguish and lament. Continue reading
