Making the Church a Sanctuary

As a result, people who struggle with mental illness don’t always associate ‘sanctuary’ with ‘church.’ Many different encounters within the church’s sacred walls prove otherwise.

A Goodness So Great

As you do not know the path of the wind, or how the body is formed, in a mother’s womb, so you cannot understand the work of God, the Maker of all things – Ecclesiastes 11:5 (NIV) Today I was thinking and talking about how the mystery of God makes people uncomfortable. Sometimes, if we can’t explain Him…

Make Me Willing (Prayer)

A prayer I wrote earlier this year…God has been faithful to answer it.  (Noeline Maldonado)   January 28, 2018 I don’t know how I manage to do it. You keep my foot from stumbling, only for me to leap into trouble. You crown me with your goodness, only for me to pluck the pearls from…

My Song

I knew The Story well Your melody drew me along I’d seen Your light in darkness Yet in blackness lost my song You gave me rainbows after rainstorms Raised the road to meet my steps Still I toiled to earn Your love Believing I was Your regret And my eyes were so eclipsed To miss…

Good Hurt

It happens as easily as it disappears. That moment when I feel glued to my bed, molasses for brains, and a blunted affect. Whoever said feeling nothing doesn’t hurt, lied. Numbness is a wrecking emotion. It’s like the eye of a hurricane, where the center of the ring is ominously calm, but the eyewall rages…

Even The Silence Cries Out

I’ve learned some things from silence. I’ve been indulging in it lately. The TV remains off, the music will play occasionally, but silence has been a mainstay these days. You know..the kind of silence where the only sound that can interrupt your thoughts is the electricity pulsing through the refrigerator in the kitchen. Or a…

Today I Showed Up

I am as good as my last internal dialogue and the latest conversations within me…

Truth Serum

So my 44th birthday is in a little less than four weeks and on account of me being me, this date is always met with much trepidation. Not much has changed from 43 to 44. In the good sense, I’ve moved into an apartment I love, I continue at a job that makes me happy,…