My Friend Ericka

There’s another Ericka Clay. I receive her emails from time to time (I suppose our email addresses are pretty close), and I’ve learned a lot about her. She’s from Chicago. She has a daughter. She’s African American and enjoys martial arts and drives a luxury sedan. She travels a lot and has her own personalContinue reading “My Friend Ericka”

The Black Hole of Bitterness

It’s easy to not want to forgive. To slide feet first into the black hole of memory and bitterness. It’s punishing yourself, over and over again. People have theories about forgiveness, especially people who lack forgiving hearts. They see it as pardoning someone else, owing a horrible human being a favor because anyone who stepsContinue reading “The Black Hole of Bitterness”

Burn Those Boxes

My experience of following Jesus started with the demonic. It was a black night terror sort of feeling and yet a strong powerful buzz that rushed through every single one of my cells. God showed me the true darkness that lies beneath the shiny facade of this world. I didn’t know why until I hadContinue reading “Burn Those Boxes”

We Don’t Live There Anymore

I’m starting to realize I’ve cried more for a chihuahua mix this past week than I ever have for any human being. I’m starting to worry about myself a bit. But I’m also not worried one iota. This week has been the hardest and the best one of my life. For the first time, myContinue reading “We Don’t Live There Anymore”

Writing A Christian YA Novel

To submit a guest post, check out this page. God told me to start writing. I did. About five years later He finished what He told me to start (and also just started it all). Anelthalien was my own imaginary world when I was little. I pretended I went to Anelthalien when I played outside.Continue reading “Writing A Christian YA Novel”

God Only Knows

My most favorite and maybe even most fearsome picture is one of the author Joan Didion. She’s standing on the upper decking of a beach house that sits nestled close to the ocean, cigarette in hand, as her daughter Quintana and husband, John, lean against the railing close together, lips lifted in small smiles. TheContinue reading “God Only Knows”

My Journey With God

To submit a guest post, check out this page. Never in my life have I doubted the Creator’s existence. The question was, did I care to follow Him? Is He far away, running this world through rules and fear? Or is He something else? Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow ofContinue reading “My Journey With God”