Memoirs of a Redhead

I know it’s hard for others to hear, but I have a few days to burn before the end of our fiscal year at TNTP. That’s even with knowing I will roll over five of them. So I take a day off here and there. I’ve never mastered the art…

He’s my buddy My man The one who….just decided to lay right in front of my phone as I was typing this. He’s my favorite nuisance My Skippyjon Jones

My family.  What a fun group of people.   For over half of my life, I lived far enough away from my family that I didn’t see them all for birthdays.  Growing up, we always celebrated everyone’s birthday in our family.  It’s not to say that a huge party was…

   Awhile ago I took one of those online assessments where they ask you how you pronounce certain words. Upon completing the quiz, they tell you where they think you’re from based on your pronunciation.  I tend to confuse these tests. They can’t seem to figure out where I’m from!…

Basking in the love of my Father…words from this song by Housefires hits my heart in a deep place. This love is every moment. Everyday. Always. Walk with You. Be with You. This love is an everyday kind of love. This love doesn’t leave me all alone. It never forgets…

I have 17 posts in draft form behind the scenes here at Memoirs. So much to say, and yet I don’t say it. So many blogs started, only to feel like that’s just too much right now. Even though you can’t tell from this blog over the last couple of…

Five years ago, yesterday, I showed up in Alexandria with my family and all my stuff in a UHaul. It was moving day. I had just left my seven year stint in the Detroit area-the place I moved to after college…you know…every girl’s dream. It was a place that I…

Truth: God uses the thing that crushes us to heal us. If we’ve been injured in community, he uses community to heal us. That’s not to say we run headlong into toxic relationships. We are to grow up and learn discernment from our negative experiences. It means God leads us…

Don’t be surprised when you are hurt by someone that you have allowed to become dear to your heart. In order to hurt you they must be close! -Christine Caine