Each morning, I give thanks that I have earned a tomorrow, but I’m neither waiting nor wasting. Our present is all we have, and even that is not promised.
31 Days of Liminality
31 Days of Liminality
I write. I don't always write well, but I write daily. It is exercise. It is worship. It helps encourage the practice of discipline in my writing.
31 Days of Liminality
Go where you are celebrated...
31 Days of Liminality
“You know what I learned about fig trees? The roots are tenacious, even invasive. They do not give up. There’s a testimony there.”
31 Days of Liminality
What if the best days were just ahead of the most bracing you've lived through?
31 Days of Liminality
I grew increasingly uncomfortable, feeling the weight of impending doom. The experience started out so well. A Passover with friends, and then,
Thursday Confessional
It's a new season...
Thursday Confessional
My ancestors, my loves, and my prayers are gathered safely behind a sturdy wooden door. This place is my soul's center.
Thursday Confessional
More and More Gratitude Edition 1. Mama will soon have all her checks in the nest, briefly. 2. They bring tales of their travels, their experiences, their getting on, without us. 3. I do not want them back; but I appreciate having them around. They are no longer babies. 4. They taught me as much …
Thursday Confessional
Answering Our Forgotten Prayers 1. When my career was in free fall, I started writing to have something to do. 2. More than merely cathartic, it became my operating system for processing my world. 3. I love writing. 4. I rarely go a day without writing, or ideating about it. 5. When it came time …
Chelle A Wilson 
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