Author Archives: Amanda B. Hill
Things I Tell My Six-Year-Old
(1) Yes, I realize that feeding the dog one scoop of food is something we have to do every single day, and this chore is extremely onerous. But somehow, I know you’ll overcome. (2) Yes, you have lovely teeth. No, they don’t at … Continue reading
Dreams are for those who laugh
I wasn’t sure why I went, really, to this retreat full of writers and strangers all focused on Dreaming Big. In Nebraska, for goodness sakes. I was at the airport with a heavy heart, telling myself to turn around and … Continue reading
Bring on the Rain
“Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everyone. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my … Continue reading
Circles
We were born into this world seeking relationships. We are members of teams and classes and towns and clubs. We were created for community, resting safely in the notion that we are never, ever alone. Adam needed Eve and mothers … Continue reading
Odd and Curious Thoughts: Celebrity Edition
(1) Every time I look at a gossip magazine in the grocery store I see a column that reads “Stars are just like us!” with a picture of Jennifer Garner at the Farmer’s Market or Gwen Stefani buying her kid … Continue reading
The Trouble I’ve Seen
Eleven years ago today, a ruddy-faced doctor in a white coat took off his glasses and informed me that there was a raging tumor living inside my eyeball. News so strange I had to ask for it to be repeated, … Continue reading
It will all end up happy
My daughter’s been hurting lately. But not in a way that needs a band aid. She’s trying to navigate a world where things don’t make sense and friends can turn and love can end. People who were steady are instead … Continue reading
Blogging the Bible: Jonah and the Whale
I’ve always seen the story of Jonah and the whale as a strange and rather far-fetched consequence of running from God’s calling. But now I see it as a beautiful lesson in forgiveness, and God’s equal bounty of love, and … Continue reading
Wednesday Playlist
There are few mediums in art that invoke immediate emotion. Pictures, whether painted in oil or shot through a lens, may or may not bring up feelings of peace, or nostalgia, or intrigue. Words can move mountains, but it takes … Continue reading
Pearls of death: a poem
The plastic curves, they pant in tulle and diamonds bright For kitchens gleaming of soapstone Buying and baking and wasting. — It’s a water-soaked culture and fear is a droplet of oil so blend and buy and lust and smile … Continue reading