On Wednesday, September 26 th, 2007
“I only ask one thing of Thee; Give Thou Thyself and all is given I am not strong nor brave nor wise; Be Thou with me … it shall suffice.“ —Annie Johnson Flint
On Thursday, September 20 th, 2007
Part of this week’s prayerful focus on Thankfulness… It is enough. Dayenu. Drink Joy. I don’t, most days. Or rather, I should say, I didn’t then as often as I do now. In the time before The Gift List, I only occasionally drank pure joy. It wasn’t an everyday thing. Most days I was just dehydrated from the marathon pace of my life, never having enough, never ru...
On Wednesday, September 19 th, 2007
Part of this week’s prayerful focus on Thankfulness…. It is enough. Three words. They rain down gently while I am sautéing onions with one hand and using the other hand to help our six-year-old figure out what four plus one equals. It what we do: multi-task, juggle, press hard. Out of the corner of my eye flashes our toddler wildly pouncing upon the couch, her chee...
On Tuesday, September 18 th, 2007
Part of this week’s prayerful focus on Thankfulness… When one is grateful for every little thing, one realizes that nothing is a little thing. 877. the roll of a ripe apple falling into an open hand878. boys climbing high for the best ones 879. the tart sweet of still sun-warm apple880. apples slices with raisins in morning oatmeal 881. the endless stream of jo...
On Thursday, September 06 th, 2007
These are harvest days. Beans roll golden. Wagons fill. Children ride with uncles, Grandpa, Dad, and Mama brings meals. We are a family, grateful and blessed to be. I worked these fields in the spring, with hopes, expectations. We laid seeds into this bed of earth. We tended Mom V.’s bedside. Tender shoots leafed, plants flowered, the promise of pods and yield. Time di...
On Friday, August 03 rd, 2007
Part of this week’s prayerful focus on LIVE! How to receive the opulent gift of today…. “I GET to?!” Me? Really? Yes, I too shake my head trying to make sense of why I am allowed to… I GET to grind the wheat, make the bread, and spread the day’s nourishment out on that farm table to fuel little tummies, to keeps arms and feet dancing, eyes spa...
On Tuesday, July 31 st, 2007
Part of this week’s prayerful focus on LIVE! : If you turn off the fourth line, just after you slip over the lazy Maitland River meandering down through the cedars and Brosse’s herd of Herefords, and take that gravel road north, up past the silver pond sleeping under a ring of mesmerized willows, you’ll find us there, first farm to your right. He’ll be there to meet...
On Monday, July 30 th, 2007
Part of this week’s series on LIVE! It’s a muggy afternoon in the city, heat waving up from black asphalt only to hang like a smothering wet blanket. We’re on a quest for a suit jacket. This farmer has jeans, plaid shirts, and the odd pair of creased cotton pants hanging in his closet. But no suit jackets. And pallbearers require a jacket and tie, regardless of stif...
On Friday, July 27 th, 2007
The poem we are memorizing in our Morning Gathering Time… This is the Day ~Annie Flint Sigh of the breezes or sob of the tempest, Skies of pure azure or clouds hanging low, Sunshine or frost or the last of the storm wind, Veiling of mist or the white whirl of snow; Welcome the day! for the Lord, He hath made it, Cometh it golden or cometh it gray. Bringeth it burde...
On Monday, May 28 th, 2007
Elisabeth Elliot: “Profanity. Not swearing. I’m not talking about breaking the Third Commandment. I’m talking about treating as meaningless that which is freighted with meaning. Treating as common that which is hallowed. Regarding as a mere triviality what is really a divine design. Profanity is failure to see the inner mystery.” 841. Freshly mown...
On Tuesday, May 22 nd, 2007
George Buttrick: “In prayer itself there is no fixed order, but both a primary impulse and the experience of praying people show that the first stage may be thanksgiving. A lecturer to a group of businessmen displayed a sheet of white paper on which was one blot. He asked what they saw. All answered, “A blot.” …there is an ingratitude in human nature by ...
On Monday, May 07 th, 2007
“Thankfulness is a secret passageway into a room you can’t find any other way. It is the wardrobe into Narnia. It allows us to discover the rest of God—those dimensions of God’s world, God’s presence, God’s character that are hidden, always, from the thankless. Ingratitude is an eye disease every bit as much as a heart disease. It sees only flaws, scar...