Posted by: Becca on: October 28, 2009
To begin, I will begin at the beginning. The beginning of my very first diary, at least. It’s purple, with pink ballet slippers and red roses with green stems all over it. The inside covers are pink, the pages- lined and white, with a place for the date at the top. There’s a little silk [...]
Posted by: Becca on: October 12, 2009
Everybody has a love story. Most of us have several. Not just a love with a person. But a story about love. What we love, why we love it, how we’ve been loved, what it does for us- this love. How it saves us, how it changes us. All our love stories take us places, [...]
Posted by: Becca on: October 2, 2009
I hear the most from God when I am most extremely broken. The broken where you aren’t even angry, aren’t questioning, aren’t trying, aren’t asking, aren’t doing anything but being broken. But that makes sense, since that kind of broken is so extremely open.
Not that I don’t hear from God otherwise, but perhaps I am [...]
Posted by: Becca on: August 6, 2009
Feminism is…?
Rebecca West: I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat, or a prostitute.
[Feminism is] a socialist, anti-family, political movement that encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice [...]
Posted by: Becca on: July 31, 2009
Through various first hand sources, I have gathered entertaining information regarding the latest ministry efforts of two sister churches. Well, to be honest, they aren’t sister churches, they are a split off of one church, but they should be (could be!) sister churches, so I, because I can, will refer to them as such. I [...]
I wish the nights were longer. I have so much to say.
I hate never being able to go home…that home is gone. I just want to sit in the barn with that sweet hay smell, that old worn wood. I just want to walk to the creek, in the valley, through the trees…I just want [...]
Posted by: Becca on: July 13, 2009
Clay always apologized for the Monte Carlo. And for Saturday nights at the dirt bike track. I didn’t mind either one. But Clay played by the rules, and as a rule, I suppose teenage girls don’t want to ride in old beat up cars and go to dirt bike races. I don’t really know, I’ve [...]
Posted by: Becca on: July 1, 2009
A friend of mine (and one of my most active commenters) has been wanting to read some poetry I wrote a long time ago. This morning, I got out some of the notebooks, and it just made me cry.
I was crying for that girl, not so much what she was saying and feeling, but because [...]
Posted by: Becca on: June 24, 2009
My dad just told me a great quote my grandfather used to say to them (dad and his brothers) all the time growing up: “The whiskey glass and a woman’s ass have ruined many a good man”. That’s some Bible belt farmer wisdom right there…
Posted by: Becca on: April 8, 2009
Last week, my husband lost his job. Last year, he was laid off and out of work for 8 months. I’ve been sitting on words and thoughts and emotions and I know we’re not the only people here. I know what I’ve learned from last time. I know we’ll be okay. Not because that’s what [...]
