This morning as I sat writing, two eggs were boiling on the stove. I was not paying attention and the pot ran dry. When one of the eggs exploded and blew off the lid, I finally remembered I was cooking eggs. I am the pot I am the angry boiling pot, trying to keep the lid on, my mouth …
anger
God is the potter: I don’t want to be a pot
I don't want to be shaped into what God wants. I want to throw pots. I don't want to be made into a pot. Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. Isaiah 64:8 I want to be angry. I don't want to be molded into a woman who always has …
Are you willing to listen to the director?
I am The Wicked Witch of the West. I live in the Land of Oz. My monkeys have rigged up a counter-weight system to help me fly. My purpose in life is to find the ruby-red slippers that are on the feet of the detestable Dorothy. I am mean. I am nasty. I am a villain. My world in the Land of Oz is …
