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  • When You’re Feeling Spiritually Dry during Holy Week
    [Holy Week: Day 3]

    On Wednesday, April 16 th, 2014

     [Scroll down for the three posts shared here today?] Dad always did that after the meat and potatoes, after the plates were cleared and stacked. He’d ask for a toothpick. Him in his plaid flannel shirt and Levi’s, looking for a bit of a tree to right everything again. That’s what he’d do before he left the table: He’d snap the wood between his fi...

  • When You’re Struggling & Holy Week is Just Hard (Holy Week: Day 2)

    On Tuesday, April 15 th, 2014

    There’s snow in the middle of Holy Week. A dusting, a sugar snow, an Easter snow. As if the whole smashed world is intent on freezing. Doing whatever it takes, over and over again, to stay numbed to the burn of the pain. Because somebody’s beloved kid had a womb scraped out to get rid of a kid. As if a family tree can be conveniently cut up. A 14-year-old boy shoots hi...

  • If You Want to Start Your Holy Week off Well {A Holy Week: Day 1}

    On Monday, April 14 th, 2014

    My Grandma, she told me if you found a man who’d weep over a story — that was a man you could marry. The morning of Palm Sunday, the porridge boils over and burns on the stove. Hope tries on three dresses, slumps into the kitchen and declares she has nothing to wear. Shalom can’t find her pink hair bow — only a blue one that’s missing the barrette....

  • How the Cross Intersects with Every Day Life: a preparing for Good Friday

    On Friday, April 11 th, 2014

    Once, before we have a table with drawers for Bibles, we had this Bible Box. Where we put all the Bibles, right by the sticky farm table, so we could eat Real Food after each meal. There was one other book we kept in the Bible Box. That we read after dessert. Like dessert. That book got dog-eared and ragged. It became velveteen. And we became real. That book was Radical. ...

  • This Is Us: The #EstherGeneration [a spoken word poem]

    On Thursday, March 20 th, 2014

    {Consider turning off music by clicking the speaker bar near the bottom of  the left margin?} So. The wondrous Amena Brown Owen and this farm hick braided our voices together and felt the Holy Spirit at the IF:Gathering in Austin last month… A spoken word poem: This is Us: The #EstherGeneration. (RSS readers, tune into the word poem here)  {Come RE:Live all of the...

  • Why You May Really [Really] Need Lent this Year [and a Free Family Lent & Easter Devotional]

    On Tuesday, March 04 th, 2014

    I can’t seem to follow through in giving up for Lent. Which makes me want to just give up Lent. Which makes me question Who I am following. Which may precisely be the point of Lent. Last week, I’m standing on a table, snapping the shutter on a bouquet of roses, when by brother calls. Levi picks it up, his eyes twinkling, stars risen early. I can only hope Levi doesn...

  • How Tired People [Make] Love & Have an “Anything But Boring” Weekend

    On Friday, February 14 th, 2014

    Dear Husband…. so yeah, yeah—- our mattress sags in the middle. You can see it, even when the sheets are pulled up taut, how the springs at the centre have been flattened by the sheer weight of glory. You and I and this becoming of us. Some would say this has been boring, this every day love of us. It’s been decades of this, happening after the days, us there in th...

  • How to Get Through Snowmaggedon & Everything Else that’s Burying You

    On Wednesday, February 05 th, 2014

    ‘Look, the only guys that watch the radar like this are the guys who fly.” “And the guys who farm.” Yeah, okay, I’ll give you that — I nudge him — farmers and the flying guys always watching the sky. The Farmer sitting there in his worn-out Wranglers and tattered t-shirt looks up from The Weather Network and that radar swirling across the screen like ...

  • How to Find Time & Space for the Life You Want [Pt.2] #MakeYourOwnSpace

    On Tuesday, January 28 th, 2014

    My Mama told me that there’d be days like this. Days when it feels like the heat of Hades is burning blazes up your backside. And just when you grip that blessed doorframe and the exit out, somebody slams that door hard, scrapes your fingers into a bloodied, mangled mess, and you’re left flailing like a fool in the heat and the hurt. Yeah, a whole lot of days like t...

  • A Secret to Happy

    On Friday, January 24 th, 2014

    Someone mentioned that this one reminded them of Cliff Young? To keep #PullingaCliffYoung. Just desperately needed this smile for a Friday… : Right after I read the story, I go looking for an old horn to screw right to the wall. There are things worth the proclaiming. And after I find one, I walk around the house with the horn in hand trying to figure if it looks best on...

  • Because it’s never too late to find your wings

    On Tuesday, January 21 st, 2014

      Because really — it’s never too late too find your wings… [Would really love to hear how it's going for you over here today ... come chime in?  ]  

  • How to Cure Burn Out

    On Tuesday, January 14 th, 2014

    So this rabid symphony lover invites me to a concert, a box seat, up over the orchestra. It’s cold. Chicago in January. The violinists warm up. The whole northern hemisphere keeps trying to warm up. From anywhere in the building, you can see the guy up front, the conductor. Somebody’s ironed his black threads pretty smooth. His hair – not so much. It’s this perfect...

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