*A note before you read this. After doing an audit of my blog in 2022, I have decided to leave content that speaks to the Christian I was at the time this was written. I no longer identify as Christian (and haven’t for a very long time.) I chose to leave these posts because it is who I was then and it is important to me to be honest and true with every iteration and evolution of self that I experience. I may decide to add comments to the end of posts like this as well
This one was hard.
The Tree is Known is up at The Master’s Artist.
this one brings with it emotion difficult to name
it was a prayer of new things and old things. the background is sermon notes from a pastor who tried to damage my soul, but God redeemed. the pastor believed there was no place for art. told me i shouldn’t be writing, i should be taking care of my home (with mouth shut, feet bare, baking cinnamon rolls.)
ok. so the cinnamon roll comment came from one of the deacons. the whole leadership team had assembled to cast their stones at me. in prayer, God whispered Exodus 14:14 to me.