Listening
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moreEight Lessons Learned in 2008
On Wednesday, December 31 st, 2008As we prepare to walk into the New Year, I’m reflecting back on eight lessons learned in 2008… to carry out into 2009… 1. Who is the very happiest in all the world 2. How we get pregnant, alway remain pregnant, and never, ever stop being pregnant 3. When your life is a mess and hurts so bad and you’re looking for signs of God 4. Why th...
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moreLearning our Name
On Saturday, November 29 th, 2008Thinking more on when you call yourself names … “We are all under the same mental calamity: we have all forgotten our names.” ~G.K. Chesterton or click here to view at youtube (feel free to pause the music in the sidebar) But hear the song He sings over us? I Will Change Your Name…. I will change your name You shall no longer be called Wounded, Out...
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moreHow to Write a Life Story
On Thursday, July 03 rd, 2008“Not much time left, really.” My father’s voice on the other end of the line reminds me of my grandfather’s, determined, sure. It’s been nearly ten years since I heard that voice, but here it is again on a Sunday morning, me making beds before church, Dad making his customary Sunday morning call. “At best, maybe fifteen years. I’m on my last chapter.” He pauses ...
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moreShaped
On Wednesday, May 07 th, 2008I flew west to think about words, to meet women who write. That felt awkward, strange. For what do I know about words? I simply scratch in the dark, an act on the fringe hours of which I never speak. The thing I do, must do, that embarrasses me. It’s all new to me, this trying to grow comfortable in my own skin. This breathing deep and saying, “It’s okay.̶...
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morePsalm in Pocket
On Saturday, April 19 th, 2008Visit “Of Poets and Saints” for the why of “The Psalm in my Pocket”…. “Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving and raise a loud shout to him with psalms.’ ~ Psalm 95:1 The LORD, the God of gods, has spoken; he has called the earth from the rising of the sun to its setting. Out of Zion, perfect in its beaut...
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moreListening to the Song
On Friday, April 18 th, 2008Slowing to listen yesterday to the the quiet sounds of a singing world…. flaking sound of scooping oatmeal robins singing early whistle of pressure cooker echo of children laughing in empty rooms tractor humming far off in fields book pages turning creak of opening mailbox toddler sobs ebbing to peace boys humming hymns click...
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moreSlowing to Make Seeing Spaces
On Thursday, April 03 rd, 2008Two tired boys with mononucleosis and a sniffling mama… I am slowing down. And seeing. A memory I’m revisiting as the snow melts and spring pushes through: I close the mailbox with a snap and head into the house with a stack of junk mail and bills, rifling through them as I walk…chicken breasts on sale for $1.97 lb…telephone bill due ...
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moreBleating
On Friday, March 07 th, 2008You sit on countertop in sunlight reminding me in my darkness, though you say nothing, that there is always a ram in the thicket, if I listen. Photo: thrifted ram ($1) that sits before my sink
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moreWaiting on God
On Tuesday, February 05 th, 2008“The question comes again: Why is it that God’s people do not know their God? And the answer is: They take anything rather than God,—ministers, and preaching, and books, and prayers, and work, and efforts, any exertion of human nature, instead of waiting, and waiting long if need be, until God reveals Himself.” - from “Waiting on G...
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moreEasy Listening
On Thursday, January 31 st, 2008Part of this week’s prayerful focus on Listening to God I sit in the light and say nothing. I just am.I just am listening.Isn’t this prayer too? “I had never met a group like this. Instead of a planned program for the evening…these people spent most of their time listening. There was an occasional prayer said aloud—in no particula...
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moreHearing Aid
On Wednesday, January 30 th, 2008Part of this week’s prayerful focus on Listening to God Shadows slip down walls when my toes slip out too. All days are inherently good days, but better days begin when I listen early. When I listen before the hours grow old, deaf. For when I listen early, His words echo off the walls of my day. Bare toes on bare floor, I stand at canyon’s edge, ready ...
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moreWord Melts
On Tuesday, January 29 th, 2008Part of this week’s prayerful focus on Listening to God “He showers down snow, white as wool,and sprinkles hoar-frost thick as ashes;crystals of ice he scatters like breadcrumbs; He utters his word, and the ice is melted. O praise the Lord.” ~Ps. 147 Lord, fire cuts steel, Your Word melts ice. Heart can be hard. Melt Mine. Photo: ice o...
