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Tasha is a Korean American melancholy dreamer, wife to Matt, mom to three wild and wonderful humans. She writes about everyday life and cultural and ethnic identity, and writing has always been the way God has led her towards the hope of shalom. Her first book, Tell Me The Dream...

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  1. Thank you for sharing your heart on this issue. I experienced exactly the same thing this week and also feel my heart is closing to the one who consistently doesn’t have time to spend with me. It is especially hard when it is someone you have poured your heart into over many years and the seemingly one way friendship is taking its toll. I do think things are worse since Covid. I guess the lesson I can learn from this is not to be so quick myself to cancel plans made with a friend, as there is an underlying message that is conveyed, especially if the plans are not quickly rescheduled. It feels like “you are not that important” or “I don’t value our friendship” or “I can grab a quick cup of coffee, but don’t ask me to share my life with you”. You have inspired me to guard my heart and pray over this so I will not slam the door on this dear person.

    • I’m sorry for your disappointment, Rosie. Thank you for considering your heart and keeping it open to Jesus.

  2. This is a morning of wanting to be more tender toward all “Mothers” and how we navigate motherhood vs. our jobs, our health, our Christian Journey, our communities, our personal finances and our school reunions.

    I hide from a lot of activities. Sometimes Rheumatoid Arthritis is my excuse (and I feel the pain). And other times, I hide from the toll the years have taken on my body.

    You get ( “1” ) Life from our Creator, please choose to live it well and love your family and friends. No two people are alike, not even identical twins. It’s okay to agree to disagree.

    I’m not proud of my regrets from growing up in the South. My Grandmother made it seem like we were the average all American African Family. I didn’t know we were “working poor people” and I am thankful now that I didn’t know about that category of the population growing up.

    We can find ourselves ashamed of our names, how our parents act, the family car, our clothes, our neighborhood, our school, and our grades. It is sad to think that I probably felt that way at some time or another growing up. I was a stutterer so if I was asked any questions about anything, it would take way too long to get my answers. Now I was ashamed of how I talked (stuttering is time consuming, it hurts your throat, and a knot gets in your stomach and you even start to perspire).

    I think rejection feels like stuttering to me. Even from day to day when I can’t seem to settle down in my emotions and pause to tell my “inner woman” that God is your Creator !
    He Know Everything and you don’t have the ability to change anything by becoming overwhelmed. Now, Praise God for Who He Is. Praise His Holy Name. Quote Bible Verses that remind you that God will never leave you or forsake you. In Zephaniah, He Sings to me and calms me. In the Book of Psalms, He is my Shepherd and I shall not be in want or lack anything. In Philippians (I think) He will meet my every need. In the Book of Chronicles, when I turn from my wicked ways and pray to Him, He will Hear me from Heaven and Forgive me (of all my sins, trespasses and iniquities), Cleanse me from unrighteousness and Heal my land (where I live – and I receive this Great Promise).

    I can physically sense my body getting calm and my balance being restored.

    I’m a favored and blessed Child of God.

    With Abundant Gratitude,


    Your Sister in Christ

    • I’m so glad you could sense your body calming and I hope the things that are true about you will keep meeting you in you deep feelings.

  3. Dear Tasha, I just experienced this exact issue! One of my daughters caught Covid and couldn’t join my other daughter and granddaughter and me for our annual long weekend in the mountains. It was the first time in 6 years that one of us couldn’t make it. I had all those feelings. But we decided to go and make the most of it. But there was a big hole where my missing daughter should have been.

  4. Tasha prayers for “the person you love” and what they are going through and prayers for you.
    My husband is in a “health season” we are not used to. I admit my compassion for him is challenging. “He can’t. He won’t. He doesn’t. He’s not going.” I ask forgiveness several times a day as I am kinder and compassionate to a complete stranger than I am to him. I am so grateful God steps in and softens my heart. Reminds me “how He made me” I get to forgive myself, my mood, frustration and disappointment…and say I’m sorry with a hug.
    Thank you God \0/

    • Thank you for your prayers and for sharing your heart, Janet. I’m also glad God softens hearts – mine included.

    • Janet,

      Prayers for you your husband. It is hard when you are the caretaker. Sometimes your compassion/kindness wears thin. Asking God to give you strength & lots of energy to assist your husband. May God send an abundance of peace & contentment to your weary soul.

      Blessings 🙂

  5. Tasha,

    Saying prayers for your friend. May God send His healing touch to their body. Prayers for you to have peace & compassion on this friend.

    These two items stand out to me: “A hard heart leads to death, and a soft, tender heart leads to life.” “I remember that God is a God of feelings”

    Covid did a number on our hearts & sensitivity/tenderness. It appears many have become blase holding relationships & plans loosely. We need to pray to God more & ask for Him to forgive our feelings. May He change & soften our hearts. Let’s try to be more caring, soft hearted & loving towards our friends & family.

    Blessings 🙂