The opposite of love is not hate, it is fear. Hate, like anger, is a red flag that there is something deeper underneath. Something, that when planted and nurtured grows into hate. Hate is the flower, but fear is the seed. Fear is the root that spreads under the ground of human hearts. Like a … Continue reading I Can’t Breathe
Author: michellegunnin
Thoughts from the Vulnerable
I am not afraid of death. To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord, saturated with love and light. How could I be afraid of that? What I am afraid of is the process of dying. This was not always the case. Before my cancer journey, I knew we all … Continue reading Thoughts from the Vulnerable
Accusation
Why is it we are so quick to accuse each other? I don’t remember it always being this way. It seems we have turned into a people who would rather tear each other apart than to be kind to one another. Honestly, it scares me worse than the virus. Since all athletic competitions are on … Continue reading Accusation
The Panic Button
A season of waiting. Much longer than any of us anticipated. Yet, I have been here before. Not in this same way of course, but waiting is not new to me. I bet it’s not to you either. It is an uncomfortable space. The lack of control in seasons of waiting is difficult to manage, … Continue reading The Panic Button
Just Up Ahead
Just up ahead is the light at the end of the tunnel. It seems so close, but then it feels so far. It’s one of those optical illusions, like when you are at the beach and you decide to walk to a distant pier, only to realize, after walking what seems like forever, it is … Continue reading Just Up Ahead
Awake, Awake!
Awake, awake! Stay awake at all times, praying for strength. I am pouring out a deposit in this time of waiting. Will you receive it? The strength you need. The eyes to see. The heart of joy. The place of rest. A deposit to be withdrawn in the days to come. A deposit of compassion. … Continue reading Awake, Awake!
Dear Covid-19
Dear Covid 19, I see you. The way you hang in the air like a storm cloud, just waiting for someone to walk through your invisible mist. I see how you race to snatch the breath out of their lungs before they even know you are there. You are a brutal bully. Always looking for … Continue reading Dear Covid-19
Mother’s Day 2020
Seems an odd year. Just about every celebration has been changed in some way or another. Drive by birthdays are the new thing. Zoom graduations are all the rage. Socially distanced weddings are popping up in backyards everywhere. Every possible type of gathering has been repurposed using technology. If nothing else, this pandemic has kicked … Continue reading Mother’s Day 2020
Ahmaud
His eyes showed up on my screen two days ago. His smile caught my attention, because along with it were words of solidarity. To avoid death tolls and conspiracy theories, I no longer watch the news, so I was unfamiliar with his story. I clicked on what I thought was a news clip to find … Continue reading Ahmaud
Stay Close
A whisper, to my fears in the wee hours, “Stay close.” Tossing and turning, I hear it again, “Stay close.” Sleep is a distant wish, so I get up to investigate this two-word phrase repeating in the darkness of the night. I see myself, the little girl me, walking in a crowd among the forest … Continue reading Stay Close
