Please, God, let my parents come and beat her up. We’d had a sword battle with pencils, Patsi and I. And Mrs. Smith rapped my 7-year-old knuckles. But not Patsi’s. So I turned around and scribbled on Patsi’s picture. And now I stood in the corner, lump in throat, cheeks aflame. It didn’t occur to […]
the finger of God
I see God’s creative finger in all seasons. But never more, I think, than in the spring when life unfurls. These are the days when all that glitters is green. Yet life is sometimes blood-tinged like the color of death in this new leaf. That also carries the color of hope. Because life is in […]
scripture sunday: bloom
Open up, heavens, and rain, Clouds, pour out buckets of goodness! Loosen up, earth, and bloom salvation; sprout right living. I, God, generate all this. ~Isaiah 45:8 (MSG) Still blooming Sandy Note: You know how I was posting verses from The Romans Project as I memorized them? You guessed it I’ve gotten behind.
still saturday: poetry begins you
Let’s be clear: poetry begins you, though you might not know or feel it. You’re alive in a world God made from words. And God’s words have made you alive, and are making you more and more so. ~Dave Harrity in Making Manifest, “space and silence,” p. 25 Maybe it’s our job to incline our […]
and then i jump
I brush the hair from my mouth and eyes, pull hands up into sweatshirt sleeves, and lean into the wind as we trudge up the path. We gather under the pavilion to struggle into harnesses, clip heavy ropes to anchor loops, tighten helmets. I feel much less brave than I did when I signed […]
still saturday: silent solitude
“Silent solitude makes true speech possible and personal. If I am not in touch with my own belovedness, then I cannot touch the sacredness of others. Experience has taught me that I connect best with others when I connect with the core of myself. When I allow God to liberate me from unhealthy dependence […]
when you think you’re just josiah
We’re at Steak ‘n Shake. “Takhomasak,” gleams the neon sign over the counter. It was years before I “got” it. I’d frown. “Tahk’-oh-mah’-sak.” I’d say it slow. I’d say it fast. It sounded Japanese. “Car, table, counter, or takhomasak?” Ooooh. “Take home a sack.” Duh! I’d stressed the wrong spots. Dennis and I spoon chocolate […]
still saturday: what’s the hurry?
We need to slow down the frenzied pace. Stop spinning in circles. Quit rushing. And ask ourselves, “What’s the hurry?” ~Ann Kroeker in Not So Fast, p. 44 Am I living a full life, or have I simply filled up my life? Is all our busyness at this breakneck speed actually getting […]
Some Six-Word Memoirs
Lisa-Jo’s prompt for the day is “here.” I read it early this morning and had “here I am” running through my head until I sat down here. Then Laura reminded me I hadn’t written my six-word memoir yet. So here are five minutes (plus a minute) worth of six-word memoirs. 1. Here I am. […]
scripture sunday: joy in your presence
You make know to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures t your right hand. ~Psalm 16:11 (NIV)
