I've had several people ask, and I figured that the best way to get through it is to talk about it.

Nick and I lost another baby......we miscarried at three weeks........I know some of you may think "that's not even -really- pregnant." Well, it was pregnant enough for me to notice.

The frustrating part is? It's getting commonplace. I cried for one ( Read more... )

Okay. So God and I talked ( Read more... )

Okay God. W. T. F ( Read more... )

"Therefore I tell you,do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value ( Read more... )

"He appeared Middle Eastern and was dressed like a laborer, complete with tool belt and gloves...His features were pleasant enough, but he was not particularly handsome - not a man who would stick out in a crowd. But his eyes and smile lit up his face...."
" 'You look as if you're from the Middle East, maybe Arab?' Mack guessed."
" 'Actually, I'm a ( Read more... )

God's been bugging my heart to write more....see, I have this constant dialogue of thoughts in my head.....papers, and sermons, and plays, and dialogues.....all about -my- measly understanding of a massive God, who He is, and who we can be.

So, forgive me if your notes are suddenly flooded with "Erin Poulson". It's not anything except writing down ( Read more... )

I haven't posted in a while, mostly because I haven't had anything uberly exciting to post. Just a bunch of random thoughts in my head that, when I try to organize them, end up much smaller than I thought originally. Like....like cotton candy It's big and fluffy and takes up so much space....but then you squish it....and there's really nothing ( Read more... )

When I was 13 years old, I told my father I would NEVER direct a show. I thought directing was a stupid choice, and why would you ever want to direct? My father laughed in my face. "Now" he said "you are doomed."

I had my first taste of directing in my Junior year of High School, when the school secretary announced that since we had no director, ( Read more... )

A small teensy tiny part of me.....buried under years of scarred cynicism and scabby bitterness.......is excited about Grease auditions.

The rest of me wants it to be Monday so I can stop singing "Freddy my love" and "Magic Changes" with EVERY voice student I have!

DAMN! I used to think those songs were cute!!!

I really am looking forward to working ( Read more... )

"A merry Christmas, uncle!  God save you!" cried a cheerful voice.  It was the voice of Scrooge's nephew, who came upon him so quickly that this was the first intimation he had of his approach.

"Bah!" said Scrooge, "Humbug!"

He had so heated himself with rapid walking in the fog and frost, this nephew of Scrooge's, that he was all in a glow; his face ( Read more... )