One of my favorite stories in the Bible is the one about Elijah giving the prophets of Baal hell. Doesn’t sound familiar? Probably because this isn’t really the take away that most people get out of this story, and it is certainly never the Sunday School lesson theme. You may know it better by the … More Sometimes Faith Shakes
I broke up with Stephen King about three years ago. We had a solid go of it for a while- I’d read his books, he’d scare me half to death, and then a few months later I’d forgive him and we’d pick up where we left off- the next book. We would then do the … More You Are What You Read
“When you’re dreaming with a broken heart. The waking up is the hardest part.” Those lyrics just hit differently when you’re thirteen years old and someone tells you that the boy you were “talking to” was caught canoodling with your best friend behind the big white slide at the local water park… Needless to say, … More Dreaming With a Broken Heart
“May you always be kind to each other. May your house be filled with much laughter. And may the desire of your hearts always be to sing the other person’s song.” -Mark Timm (August 4, 2018) I don’t hate my husband. I also don’t understand why modern culture seems to believe that I should. Culture, … More Singing Someone Else’s Song
I only opened one book this month. If you were looking my usual first Wednesday of the Month book review blog where I review all 5-10 books I read this month, this isn’t that… well not exactly. I’m happy to review the one book of books that I did read…except you have probably already read … More Finding Out What YOU Believe in Battle
I was in elementary school when I first discovered the magic of the callus. I spent an entire recess playing with my friends on the jungle gym, and by the time we returned to the classroom, my palms were blistered and sore. “That will turn to callus,” my friend assured me. So call me naiveBut … More Calluses
Today I cried over a happy memory. I’ve found that this is happening more frequently as I get older and life gets more complicated. Today my husband said, “Do you remember when we went to that Cubs game?” I nodded, smiled at the memory, before turning my attention back to my work. “Do you remember … More Refined in Days of Trial
The first time my husband (boyfriend at the time) was diagnosed with cancer, I gained 25 pounds. Just let that sink in for a second, because you better believe that was a shock to me. That means, in the year period between diagnoses and treatment I nearly put on another fifth of me. For a … More Grief, Relief, and Ice Cream
Does anyone else look for their own characteristics in books? Do you look for characters that could be you, if life happened to swing that way if you happened to live in the 1920’s or a dystopian world where children fought to the death? When I look through my “read” history on Goodreads, I recognize … More Alycia Timm Is Completely Fine
This morning was kind. Now don’t me wrong, it wasn’t easy. I still woke up with the same anxiety, the same deep pit in my gut that I now know all too well. I still woke up an hour earlier than I anticipated, and I still laid awake listening to my mind screaming at me. … More Tomorrow Will Be Kinder
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