On Tuesday, June 10 th, 2008
“If humility is a Christian duty, then the everyday life of a Christian must show forth humility. If we are called to care for the sick, the naked, and the imprisoned, these expressions of love must be a constant effort in our lives. If we are to love our enemies, our daily life must demonstrate that love. If we are called to be thankful, to be wise, to be holy, they mu...
On Monday, June 09 th, 2008
He and I, we bring home a cherry tree in the bed of the pickup, roots twelve years old (a year younger than him), fibrous and fragile, leaves slapping in the wind. And he’s telling me how much he paid for milky moon on buds, raindrops coursing down bark still smooth young, snow falling thick and quiet on branches , sun unwrapping the first early blossoms. True, a more slende...
On Saturday, June 07 th, 2008
Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good. His love endures forever. Psalm 136:1 Children wrapped in picnic blanket and sunset on front lawn, laying back into words and imagination and a good day dimming… Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good. His love endures forever. Sun bouquets found in ditches, tied up with laughter curls Give thanks to the LORD, for he...
On Wednesday, June 04 th, 2008
Spheres on stilts perforate the lawn, these dandelions propped feasting planets for sun-grazed feathers. I watch from window, goldfinches flashing gold about the whitened old globes. And He who choreographs these explosions, soft and soundless, winds time, just until the end, to transform a weed universe, bitter and unwanted orbs, into a galaxy of seeds. Nourishment. A ba...
On Thursday, May 29 th, 2008
Today, I am writing about Thirsting for God in Daily Work over at Laity Lodge’s High Calling. Because it’s all about choices. Will I drink the cup that He gives? I’d count it a privilege learn from you. I hope you’ll share how you choose to drink from His cup. Thank you, fellow sojourners on The Way… I’ll be over there, listening…....
On Sunday, May 25 th, 2008
“We taste Thee, O Thou living Bread, And long to feast upon Thee still; We drink of Thee, the Fountainhead, And thirst our souls from Thee to fill.” ~Jesus, Thou Joy of Loving Hearts, Bernard of Clairvaux (at Cyberhymnal) Thank you, Monica in Colorado, for sharing this worshipful hymn. Our voices quietly join yours.
On Thursday, May 22 nd, 2008
(Part One: How (not) to Practice the Presence of God) T he mill whirs down to quiet and I open up its basin to flour, measure out kernels powdered, still warm from the grinding. I scoop a tablespoon of yeast, granules falling, scattering across countertop. Running hand along flour dusted surface, I collect these seeds smaller than faith, look through corner kitchen window, this...
On Wednesday, May 21 st, 2008
I lay in the dark fading away and, before feet find floor, pray first because there is no other way to really begin. An ancient prayer, the one He told us to pray: ‘Our Father who is in heaven, Ours… You are all of ours (whether we acknowledge our lineage or not.) You are who we all have in common. Our Father… we come to You, Abba Daddy, not to an unfeeling M...
On Tuesday, May 20 th, 2008
That ball of flame rises and dries out these fields of dark earth. Little girl patters into coming light, chirping for water, water. I fill her cup, and a pitcher too for the tomato plants drooping from waiting pots in window sills. We break the nightly fast with granola, the nightly soul fast with morning readings in the book of John and these words: “After this, Jesus, ...
On Monday, May 19 th, 2008
I think it was because my window was rolled down a few inches that he bothered to yell at me. Otherwise, he may have just left it at that disgusted frown and shake of his head. But his driver’s window was cranked down too, us both looking for the relief of breezes from that sun blazing down. So when he turned north off the 4th line, down at Knapp’s corner, our dusty van bar...
On Friday, May 16 th, 2008
In need of joy’s elixir? Take a moment and click through the Gratitude Community in the sidebar’s blogroll. You’ll be blessed. Nothing revives a heart like giving thanks. Just a wee glimpse of praises in the assembly: ~Kari splashes in joy with a photo blog of the 1000 gifts ~Meagan makes Dandelion Wine out of a late Monday morning and pancakes – yes! ...
On Thursday, May 15 th, 2008
First light flows across carpet lawn, golden water flooding. I stand where the kitchen’s two corner windows meet, and watch day rise. Soundlessly she comes across wheat’s emerald glades, sweeps up to island-house, settles in gilded glory. And I cringe. This day He sends forth, she finds no petal strewn path, no lawns impeccably manicured. No, in this place we fete each new ...