East of Eden
But this week, upon hearing John 9, I thought: "What happens if we can't get any of that special Jesus of Nazareth Holy Land Healing Masque™? Can I, Handicapped Alisha,…
When I've been weak, she is strong. Helping me to carry on. I can count on, Kiki.
Be the one, Who likes to share pretty songs, And others will soon sing along.
Hey how you doin'? Lemme whisper in your ear, Tell you sumthing that you might like to hear... Or don't. Please don't.
You are not alone, I am here with you. Though we're far apart, And you'd rather be reading Catster (which is totally a thing).
She's the queen of the 2020 class, and is inviting us to the throne of the King.
And I'll never be royal It don't run in my blood But I crave the power of love.
Yes, I think to myself, what an overcrowded jail. Oh yeah.
Eat, drink, be merry. For [TBD], we die.
A few minutes before noon, Zoe and I walked across the one-way street where our Uber had let us out, and headed up the […]
To borrow a line from Drake: I’m more than just a number. But if I had to pick one, I’d be a 7 — not perfect, just honest about it.
I’m Alisha: 30, a Christ-follower, married to my husband Keiron, and mom to our daughter Zoe. East of Eden is where I write weekly about faith, culture, and relationships — a curious mix of the relevant and reverential, covering everything from religion and politics to pop culture to the quieter, more personal stuff.
I’m slightly off-kilter (but aren’t all “ar-teeests”?) and not your average girl. Hope you enjoy the rantings — don’t take the sarcasm too seriously, and know that comments are always welcome. Very welcome… ahem, HINT, HINT, HINT.
“A curious mix of the sacred and profane… too nice for a run of the mill blog?”
“Are you really bored, or something?”