All Lined Up

Okay, so I managed to whip up this little ditty while gazing out my office window. All lined up dressed to the T’s shoulder to shoulder hip to hip and clip to clip on vinyl pews swaying in the spirit and waving praises in hallelujah colors. For One Shot...

Waiting in the Yard

In the end, this is the most hopeful thing any of us can say about spiritual transformation: I cannot transform myself, or anyone else for that matter. What I can do is create the conditions in which spiritual transformation can take place . . . ~Ruth Haley Barton (via God in the Yard, chapter 2, The Way) My feet are still chilled, although I’ve been inside now for over an hour. I almost didn’t go. So much to do. I was so weary yesterday afternoon. Teaching does that to me. The kitchen’s two-day mess greets me. In fact, every room is clutter strewn. But then, I’ve made this commitment. I slip pink and white striped socks on under my white slippers and red and white flannel pants under my pink and white nightshirt. Topped by white robe....