Looking back over 2012 (pt 2)

favorites of 2012

For the last three days of December, I’ll be reflecting back on a few defining and/or favorite moments of 2012.

I need to come clean

. . . Granted, I might could lead you to feel sorry for me. Poor me. But it would just make things uglier. Instead, I’d rather come clean. . . .

Church, where are we?

. . . And the church in the city
keeps its doors locked at night and
its hearts busy by day and
its rules binding ever tighter. . . .

When you should break tradition

. . . It’s when men’s traditions become crystallized as commandments of God we have a problem. And when we break God’s commandments to maintain men’s traditions we have an even larger problem. . . .

your grace looks different than mine

. . . wouldn’t i rather sleep in the open air than in a room full of smelly men even if i were one of them? i get that as much as a princess can.

but how do you stay warm at night, larry? . . . .

When God says leave

. . . Really, God? But this is where I’ve been for years. Where I thought I’d stay for years more.
So I walked away. . . .

I’m still prejudiced

. . . I blossomed into full judgment mode now.

What was this trashy woman thinking? Why was she bringing her prostitute self into a Waffle House where families were trying to eat breakfast? . . . .

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Looking back over 2012 (Part 1)

Looking back over 2012 (Part 3)


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