I think of myself as a pretty laid-back kind of gal. Most days I’m able to let go of the minor frustrations of daily life. When more major problems appear, I can usually take a step back and acknowledge the pain, confusion or hurt without getting pulled under by them. Once a month this changes. […]
The Injured Body
by on October 10, 2018 3 Comments
By: Martha Tatarnic I have spent the better part of my thirties on a runner’s high. In a decade jam-packed with family and work responsibilities, running has become the “Big Marble” that has to go into the jar first in order for all of the other marbles to fit. And while, as a Christian leader, […]
The Prophetic Period
by on September 19, 2018 18 Comments
Gurgle. Rumble. Ooze. Bloat. Expand. Bleed. Weep. Feelings. All of it. Too much of it. Chocolate. Ibuprofen. Netflix. More Chocolate. Rinse and repeat. Menstruation is no fun. The first few days are terrible. The pain is dull yet overpowering. The emotions burn with fury. I have a routine. I cancel all non-emergency plans, buy […]
Walking Through My Own Stations of Grief
by on August 21, 2018 10 Comments
I In January, I went to Mexico on a family vacation. It was the first time my kids had ever been on a plane and the first time any of us had stepped foot on an all-inclusive resort. What luxury—this life of sunshine, ocean waves and beach-side beverage service. This trip was a Christmas gift […]
Fighting Fire With Love
by on August 16, 2018 8 Comments
Each week during the winter months of the year just past, our Confirmation students would arrive, shivering in the central California coolness, for our very early 8:45 a.m. Sunday classes. My husband would gather wood from a nearby pile and light a fire in the lovely fireplace in our gathering space. One by one, the girls […]
