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(Reposting this from October because it just seems fitting today.) Lyla Lindquist is celebrating, too. Be sure to join the party at her place. And we’re celebrating with Jennifer over at Getting Down with Jesus.
SUNRISE by Megan Willome It’s disgraceful All this color Splattered Pink flung . . . → Read More: Time Out to Celebrate Megan
A fool says, “I can’t;” a wise man says, “I’ll try.” ~Charles Spurgeon Dave Vander Laan posted this as a Facebook status yesterday. I know it’s true. But it made me laugh. Because my mother would have so disagreed. In fact, saying “I’ll try” was not a wise thing to say to her. At. All. It stemmed from an adventure she . . . → Read More: A Trying Adventure
I planned to skip today. I mean, celebrating my birthday with the one who gave me birth being gone now two days shy of only two months just seemed–well, too hard. I even stripped my birthdate off my Facebook profile so it could pass quietly. I tried to share my feelings with one family member–perhaps not very . . . → Read More: Because it’s My Birthday: Horseshoe Lake (revisited)
Have you met my friend, Lyla? “I do my thinking in the bleachers and my writing in the living room with balls flying, bats or clubs swinging and ESPN on in the background. When Spongebob comes on, I get nothing done.” She writes, she says, because there are words. And because she doesn’t know how not . . . → Read More: Textures of Text: A Different Story
The rain’s shredded the white and left only scraps. The birds flock to the feeder, smother it. They dance on bare limbs. It’s easier to see them in winter. I suspect a lot of things become more clear in winter. I’ve got work to do, but I’d rather be here. In front of the window. Seeing.
. . . → Read More: Waiting with Courage
Jesus said, “Everyone who drinks this water will get thirsty again and again.
A nutritionist whose name I don’t remember who was interviewed on some morning show offered these three steps to stave off a dessert craving. 1. Squeeze a stress ball 10 times. (Probably one in each hand would be best.) 2. Do 100 jumping jacks. 3. Drink 8 ounces of water. . . . → Read More: Saturday’s Health Snippet: For When You Crave Dessert
The world rests white this morning. A fresh palette waiting to be color splashed. When spring unleashes all soft and vivid. There are colors, Jodi commented, that we can’t see. Colors we can’t duplicate. Colors that will never grace a mixer. Kathleen talks about the excitement of a new box of Crayola crayons, becomes dizzy with the fragrance . . . → Read More: The Fragrance of Possibility This is the day the Lord has made. And I am sad. I’ve misplaced my joy today. I’ve been thinking about my mom again. And I’ve been struggling to see her face. Why can’t I see her face? The box she gave me last summer still sits next to the pine grain bin in the back kitchen. It holds my son’s framed senior . . . → Read More: Surprised by Light
I let go of a piece of perfection. I wash my kitchen floor. I don’t know when I last washed it. How is that letting go of perfection? Because I tend to let the scrubbing go until I can plant my knees on this mat.
Until I can do it up perfect. So I tend to . . . → Read More: Of Beans and Sawdust and Kitchen Floors |
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