Blog Archives - Allison M. Sullivan

Inspirations

I think we have enough material to pull us out of the Word and into the world, so any reflections found here will be sporadic. This is not a blog. I pray that the words found here are always true and kind. I will always try my best to be both. I am human and will likely disappoint you. Luckily we have Jesus! I do not claim in any way whatsoever to have everything right about faith or the Church. The scariest thing about writing for an audience is the published tattoo. I will make mistakes, I will be wrong, I will grow and change my mind and be sharpened by the Lord and by you. And praise God for that! Praise God that we can never have Him all figured out, all at once, nice and neat. But let’s never quit trying. Come try beside me. And let’s count on changing together.

June Favorites

6/30/2016

Every month I hope to highlight a few of my favorite things. However, keep in mind that one of my favorite things is to break the rules so I might not do this every month-- I might do it everyday or I might never do it again. Surprise!

Here are a few things that have sustained me through June.

Audi and a Box of Bones

6/26/2016

When I first saw Audi, he was standing in my driveway towering over my five year old daughter. He stood 6'4", weighed no less than 300 pounds and was covered in dust from his day. Blue jeans wet with mud, a white shirt turned tan from his work.

The kids had gone outside without me. When I noticed a car in our driveway I didn’t recognize, my heart stopped and my stomach seized. I sprinted to the door. I tripped over the dog and knocked a kitchen chair over in my panic. I flew to the driveway to get eyes on my kids and I must have been quite a sight because when Audi saw me, he lifted his hands and took two giant steps back, startled and apologetic.

"What do you need," I asked with Amelia now safely encircled, my arm across the front of her chest.

The Blessed Exchange

6/1/2016

When I was very, very pregnant with Amelia, Seth and I were in Santa Rosa for my Master's graduation. We flew into San Francisco, rented a car and then drove late into the night on a dark, winding Northern Californian highway. We felt like we were in the middle of nowhere. I had no idea there were such rural parts of California. On this toll road in particular, there seemed to be no speed limit and people were taking full advantage. Our standard 70 to 75mph was down right pokey compared to the cars flying past us.

It was pitch black out, our vision limited to the two long, luminous triangles of our headlights, so when we passed two more triangles resting in place on the right side of the road, in the ditch it seemed, it took us a minute to realize that they were upside down. A full minute passed before realizing that a car was resting, wrong side up, on the side of the road, headlights blazing. About a mile after we passed, Seth and I looked at each other, and said in unison, "That was a car, upside down!"