Fractured hearts and ragged emotions. Some in our church are hurt and angry and scared. Because we’re going through change. Major change. Last month we switched from two Sunday morning services–one traditional and one contemporary–to one single service. Generations no longer divided. And our pastor believes this is of God. That He is leading us […]
Buying Bread on a Monday
I just spent a fat chunk of today’s thin time in the bread aisle. I needed a basic loaf of bread. That’s all. The doughnut case called to me with its array of warm-glazed oily cakes melting puddles on parchment. I pressed nose to glass and drooled. But the mood quickly passed when I spied […]
Worry (For Writers) ~ In More Than 140 Characters
When a book leaves your hands, it belongs to God. He may use it to save a few souls or to try a few others, but I think that for the writer to worry is to take over God’s business. ~Flannery O’Connor
Mindless Drifting
It’s dark when I head to the porch this morning. Dark and chilly and windy. I wrap the Dora blanket around my legs and rock while the trees sprinkle my face. I note a light on at Abby’s, and I wonder if everything is okay and think about texting, but I don’t. I hear semi […]
My Window View~Doo Dew
It’s been an interesting week. My uncle, my mom’s older brother, passed away. Abby told me that she thinks being booted from all her classes (18 mostly business credits) this semester because of an email fluke was a blessing in disguise. She thinks she’d rather be a teacher. She also told me that her probable […]
Sitting and Sipping and Seeing
The sky glittered last night with a billion Hand-tossed diamonds. The blackness was so clear. This morning I take a cup of tea (not coffee) and the Dora blankie to a porch rocker. (L.L. Barkat will be pleased to know I spent 55 minutes out there.) The sky is crinkled with gray. But as I […]
I See Glory
The dark begins to fade gray and the world looks like my bathroom after a shower. The fog has come on little cat feet. It sits on silent haunches and looks over the field. Waiting. In the spirit of God in the Yard, I pour a cup of coffee in my Michigan mug (I know […]
Unwrapping Psalm 19:14
Gracee and I have started to read Little House on the Prairie. She wraps herself in her Princess pink blanket and curls up next to me. She reads a page, and then I read a page. And we talk about what we read. The enormous lake stretched flat and smooth and white all the way […]
Today In the Yard
Today’s the day. The day I start working my way through God in the Yard. For the rest of me. I know L.L. will ask me to spend time outside. Daily. It all starts with the sight of a nibbled mozzarella medallion. Fascinated with the morning clouds, gray tide moving east to west, I take […]
A Testable Credential
Sometimes to make your message credible and sticky you’ve got to draw on a different well guzzle bacteria fill an emotional tank eat a shirt suffocate dance rattle some BBs sing with Sinatra eyeball the beef fool a player sit at the feet and drink from the well of the most incredible Source with a […]
