A Cold, Dead Heart and a Cold-Blooded Icon

I am not an emotional person.  In fact, I think I am best described as having a cold, dead heart.  A heart of stone would also be apt.  I have always been this way.  I can’t remember a time when it was not difficult for me to conjure up emotion.   I was never bothered by my lack of emotion,…

Lenten Sacrifices for Those Who Like a Challenge

            Lent is coming.  It’s a time of prayer, almsgiving and—what it’s probably most known for—fasting.  The week preceding Ash Wednesday, a question pops into the heads of Catholics.  What shall I give up for Lent?  There are the usual sacrifices: giving up chocolate or soda, taking cold showers, fasting from caffeine , etc.  But for some, the same old sacrifices…

Trying to Turn and Become Like Children

Part 1: Forgiveness I stopped making dinner and followed the sounds of screaming into the living room where I came upon yet another knock-down drag-out fight between my two youngest who had, apparently, engaged prison rules.  There was some question as to who rightly owned the little red Matchbox pick-up truck as if it were the…

What if Overthinking is Actually a Misinterpreted Yearning for Contemplation?

            Life is exhausting for overthinkers.  Every word we speak, every sentence we write, every action we take, every decision we make has to go through a three-part process.             The pre-overthink of the moment.            The crippling anxiety during the moment.            The post-overthink of the moment.             This three-part process is in a constant loop in our heads for every possible…