Category: Doubt
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Signs
My soul likes to look for signs. Three days ago, under a robin egg sky, our yard burst with birdsong. Through the window I saw —one, two, three, four, five!— red-breasted robins perched in the trees, evenly spaced, like a sentry. The air was cold, but the sun shined brightly. Spring is near, I thought.…
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The Last Thing I Wanted to Do
It rattles softly at the window like the fingers of a child as I sit on the edge of the tub to tie my shoes. It comes down the glass in crooked paths to stir my heart absurdly as it always has, and dear God in Heaven, the sound of it on the roof, on…
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How Do I Want to Show Up in the World?
Last week I came back from a week at a summer camp for women. Talk about a situation ready to send you right back into your junior high insecurities: a bunch of women sleeping in the woods, swarmed by mosquitoes, constantly sweating in the moist North Carolina air. We shared our cabins with mice. We…
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When I was on fire (and wanted to shine)
This post is part of Addie Zierman’s synchroblog in honor of her just-published book, When We Were on Fire. I was proud. I was strong. Never before had the fire of faith shone so brightly in my eyes as it did that chilly morning in November. I was calm. I was confident. I was four…
Erin Curlett 