Two weeks ago, I wrote in this space https://drcindyryanblog.com/2019/03/05/this-is-my-brother/ about my brother and the heartwrenching decision of the United Methodist Church at General Conference regarding the worthiness of LBGQT persons. I shared my anger, disappointment and grief over the decision. From my perspective as a clergyperson who served in the United Methodist church the better… Continue reading One Heart at a Time
It is a spiritual practice. I check in with myself every day to see how I'm feeling. When I journal every morning, after I review the day that has just passed, I jot down what I know about the current day. Then, I write down what I'm feeling. It is almost always a "mixed grill"… Continue reading Peaceful Butterflies
Last week I wrote about friendship and the power of speaking truth to each other. I shared about my friend telling me I needed counseling to deal with a sticky, chronic family situation. I did not want to do what she suggested but I did. I do not hesitate to get help for plumbing issues… Continue reading Chocolate Grace
People ask me sometimes how I write. Where do your ideas come from? Is it hard? Does it take a long time? Every day, when I journal, read scripture and devotional materials, ideas usually flow freely. I jot in the back of my journal different blog ideas. Ideas also come to me when I walk… Continue reading A Voice, Crying Out
I enjoy making up words. I loved word play with my children. We now have several words only our family knows. Today I made up this one: FaithWaiting. FaithWaiting is different from regular waiting. All waiting is pretty excruciating. Waiting for admission to that certain college. Waiting to turn 16. Waiting for the wedding day.… Continue reading FaithWaiting
Have you ever had something so painful or traumatic happen to you that you are afraid of revisiting it? I've recently been wrestling with just such a thing and I quietly asked God about it. "Should I even open that drawer?" And the silent whisper in my spirit that was not me, answered back, "Yes,… Continue reading Surely There’s a Saltine Somewhere
Sometimes I think we are at war. At war with the environment. At war with each other. At war with other countries. At war with whoever disagrees with us. At war with those who are different...even with those in our own families. Yesterday, we all got word of another mass shooting, in another place where… Continue reading Is This War?