Kadiddle

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The theme for my office! :)

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I’m moving here. True story.

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“I like the part of the Bible that talks about God speaking the world into existence, as though everything we see and feel were sentences from his mouth .. I feel written. My skin feels written, and my desires feel written. My sexuality was a word spoken by God, that I would be male, and I would have brown hair and brown eyes and come from a womb. It feels literary, doesn’t it, as if we are characters in a book.”

—Donald Miller

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“I don’t wonder anymore what I’ll tell God when I go to heaven when we sit in the chairs under the tree, outside the city……..I’ll tell these things to God, and he’ll laugh, I think and he’ll remind me of the parts I forgot, the parts that were his favorite. We’ll sit and remember my story together, and then he’ll stand and put his arms around me and say, “well done,” and that he liked my story. And my soul won’t be thirsty anymore. Finally he’ll turn and we’ll walk toward the city, a city he will have spoken into existence a city built in a place where once there’d been nothing.”

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Frustration

Today I’m frustrated.
I’m frustrated because things aren’t going my way.
I’m frustrated because the above sentence sounds like I’m a spoiled brat.
I’m frustrated because people I love are sick…like seriously sick and it breaks my heart. And I want to make them better but I can’t. I have to watch them be sick….. I’m frustrated because I can’t take it from them.
I’m frustrated that I don’t have the job that I spent 80,000 learning to do.
I’m frustrated that because I was born a female there is an automatic glass ceiling I keep fitting. Thanks for that.
I’m frustrated that everyone I am in day-to-day contact with is in love and I… I’m WAY single.
I’m frustrated that certain parts of my past keep popping up.
And I’m frustrated that people keep giving me “When God opens a window…” help. Really? Yes it’s true but in what circumstance does that line actually give comfort to the person we are giving it too? I’m frustrated that nobody realizes how unhelpful that sentence it.

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…..the moment when you realize your high school sweetheart…is engaged.

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