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On Writing ::
Thin Skin
“I thought you had thicker skin than that, Sarah.” His voice over the telephone about killed me. I leaned my forehead on my arm on the dining room table on Monday afternoon. I wanted to cry. I’d written something and wanted my husband to vet it for theological accuracy. So I emailed it to him. [...]
The Pleasure and the Holiness of Writing
It took me a long time to say that I’m a writer. It took me over a year of writing EVERY day. And I mean every day for me to admit to myself that I’m a writer, and then a few years after that for me to comfortably admit to anyone else that I was. [...]
The Season of Wait
If I could tell you all things I’ve been struggling with over the last two years, the list would be long and hard and scattered. To sum it up, I’ve been waiting. Waiting for the right idea, waiting for the right time, waiting for my life to calm down, waiting on God, waiting for a [...]
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