“I don’t know why I’m so exhausted,” I text. “The weather,” she responds. I toss and turn and dream and wake up and doze and wake up. Energy wanes. We’ve eaten out more than in. I wonder–could the root be grief? Is that what’s gripped me in the gray of these cold days? Did […]
31 Days of Coming to Grips with My Age ~ Day 26: When You Fear You Have No Voice
I used to sing in a 100-voice choir, though it wasn’t that big when I first joined. I knew how to read a little bit of music because I’d taken a whole year’s worth of piano lessons. But I didn’t know how to make my voice create the notes. So I suspect I started […]
31 Days of Coming to Grips with My Age ~ Day 19: Look! Behold!
Look! Behold! Drop your jaw in amazement. See the flower wave from the clay cracks of your despair. See grace splashed in the garbage of your day, a fragrance rising. He is here in the dust of every musty moment, in the dirty dishwater, in the mildewed tiles and cobwebbed corners. He is here […]
Five Minute Friday: There is No Hurry (Day 12)
I pour tomatoes and chop sweet onion. Then snip parsley frills and crush the basil, sprinkle salt, add spoonful of sugar. Stir. I race against the clock. Hurry. A tasty sauce takes time to simmer. But hungry stomachs will arrive at six. I rattle glasses, bang stainless, wash and wipe. Outside a silver needle threads its […]
Five Minute Friday: Compassion Wide
God, how is it that you’ve thrown my heart wide open for this young girl who lives on the other side of the world–in Kenya. This country, you created a love for it while I was still a child. I don’t quite get that. Out of all the places in the world–Kenya? Will I ever […]
Who Knew?
I joined Facebook four years ago. I began to blog three years ago. I linked up with The High Calling network two-and-a-half years ago. And somewhere along the line came Twitter–now over 16,000 tweets. (Am I too noisy?) Who knew anyone would actually read my words? Who knew I’d Jesus-walk in cyberspace? Who knew the […]
Looking Full in the Face
She hands me the green and takes the blue. And we stretch and swipe and watch the birdie flop in the grass. And when it falls apart, we superglue it. We maneuver ourselves into places that block the sun so we can see more clearly. Because sometimes sight is better in shade. We avoid scratchy […]
Five Minute Friday: Here I Am
Morning, Jesus. Here I am. Are you still here? Of course, you are. Silly me. Would you like coffee or tea? Why are you looking at me like that? Oh, the dishtowel. Why am I wearing a red dishtowel on my head and this red top over my green nightie? Well, remember that guy in […]
Five Minute Friday: It’s Beyond Me
I’m having one of those feelings. I can’t put my finger on it, and I can’t describe it. Like where part of me has separated from this body that houses me. Does it ever happen to you? I know it sounds weird. And it’s beyond me. The air is fresh this morning. The […]
Epiphany on the Porch
I’ve taken to the porch this morning with a cup of coffee and my camera. It’s supposed to be over 100 today, and I can feel the humidity rising. But there’s a breeze, and it’s comfortable. I love this porch. I don’t think I could ever live anywhere again without one. We added this […]
