You’ve found your way here. I don’t know how or why, but I write with trust…trust that this is where both you and I are supposed to be. Here you will find stories, tales and sharing about my life, my view on the world, and topics I care about. An eclectic mix I’m sure it will turn out to be, but one with a common thread: hopefulness.
I’ve theme this blog after a quote that hung on the wall of my grandparent’s guest room growing up. “We are not here to play, to dream, to drift. We have hard work to do and loads to lift. Shun not the struggle; face it. ‘Tis God’s gift.” Disconcerting words for young cousins trying to fall asleep on a visit to grandma and grandpa’s, but one that grew with meaning over the years. They’ve been confusing, comforting, cried over, smiled at and most importantly remembered. Gifts in the struggle – that’s what brings us to hopefulness.
As the archive of blog posts grows I plan to fill it with stories of love, forgiveness, struggle, family, not giving up, lessons learned. There will be tough stuff alongside whimsy and joys. I’ll share articles about social justice issues that spark something in me in the section “Worth Repeating”. Mostly I’ll be writing about want I think about, what keeps me up at night and what I’d like the world to hear about, but don’t know how to bring up in polite conversation. I hope to fill these virtual pages with good faith – sharing stories of “Shun not the struggle; face it. ‘Tis God’s gift.”
Then again, there’s that saying about telling God your plan… we’ll just have to see, won’t we.