On Monday, September 08 th, 2008
Like a teenager, September can’t make up her mind. Her moody clouds, bursts of rain, can only be patiently endured. Then, she turns. And the boys, two cousins, pause in their Sunday afternoon game of glorified croquet and sit with me a moment too on park bench, in a patch of unexpected warm. “What grade you in now, Caleb?” Andy’s eyes are closed, his face turned up, bas...
On Monday, May 05 th, 2008
Turbulence shakes his balance, and his hand flashes for steadying, something sure, like a seatback, but my shoulder, curved and strong too, will do. Never turning or noticing the feel of bone, he presses hard, and I know purpose, a body made like a staff. Lord, who today would You have me undergird, uphold? (Photo: collecting luggage, cluster of thoughts, ...
On Wednesday, March 26 th, 2008
To the dentist today… and thinking more on the Best Beauty Tip… Smile: Happier Marriage “Another study, by Dacher Keltner, correlated the smiles that female graduates displayed in two yearbooks with later life satisfaction. It was found that the bigger the smile, the more satisfying later marriage and the greater their well-being.” &...
On Thursday, March 13 th, 2008
What I caught began with an innocuous call, or so it seemed, mid-morning on Monday. An insurance agent needs a digital photograph of our geothermal heat pump by Friday, a formality for our file and his job. Which compels Dutch Farmer on Monday evening to remove every boxed up memory, Christmas wreath and invoice from the last 7 years out of the storage room to ...
On Monday, August 27 th, 2007
I wake heavy, a heart swollen with responsibilities, hurts, failures. The weight pushes me down into the mattress, smothering. I seriously consider it: surrendering. What if, just for today, I pull the covers over my head, a larger-than-life white flag of defeat. I just don’t think I can unpack another day; not today. Press on. I am with You. Remember? Ye...
On Friday, June 29 th, 2007
On a humid June afternoon, I bend over daisy heads nodding off in the heavy heat of the late afternoon, when the past comes again on a gust of cool. Dozing daisies brushing up against my skirt, I am transported back to my Dad stepping up on the backporch, worn farmer’s hands carrying a five gallon pail cascading with delicate yellow faces rimmed in white vei...
On Friday, May 11 th, 2007
I sat on the edge of the bed last night, Darryl softly filling the night silence with slumber breaths. In the wave of the old glass mirror, I could see my Grandmother’s brown quilted sampler hanging on the far wall. Before me were the nine-patch squares of my mother’s wall hanging. Stitches to be fingered, run along to memories and heart places. B...
On Wednesday, November 29 th, 2006
From the pen and heart of Madeleine L’Engle: “In a very real sense not one of us is qualified, but it seems that God continually chooses the most unqualified to do his work, to bear his glory. If we are qualified, we tend to think that we have done the job ourselves. If we are forced to accept our evident lack of qualification, then there’s no...
On Saturday, October 21 st, 2006
“Search for peace, and work to maintain it.” ~Ps. 34:14 (NLT) Lord, peace is hard sometimes. You are right. I have to look for it, seek it out. And yes, work to maintain it. Paths are like that. Sometimes hard to find, hard to maintain. But the places they lead to. Come, Prince of Peace. Help me find my way.
On Monday, October 02 nd, 2006
We have just completed the last of the 30 Days of Nothing…. and have just celebrated the Feast of Trumpets or Rosh HaShanah: “In the seventh month, on the first day of the month, you shall have a Sabbath-rest, a memorial of blowing of trumpets, a holy convocation.” (Lev. 23:14) Reading from “The Feasts of Adonai:” “Teshuva or repentance durin...