“I speak it to God: I don’t really want more time; I just want enough time. Time to breathe deep and time to see real and time to laugh long, time to give You glory and rest deep and sing joy and just enough time in a day not to feel hounded, pressed, driven, or […]
Still Saturday: Just Enough Time (Day 20)
“I speak it to God: I don’t really want more time; I just want enough time. Time to breathe deep and time to see real and time to laugh long, time to give You glory and rest deep and sing joy and just enough time in a day not to feel hounded, pressed, driven, or […]
Of False Signs and Feathered Hope
There was thunder. And there was lightning. And Grace called, all whispers. “Grandma, I was just in bed saying my prayers. And I asked God to bring Great-Grandma back. And I asked Him to give me a sign that she was coming. And right then there was this big flash. And . . . she’s […]
Of Eyebrows and Impossibilities
Grace throws her green backpack on top of the pink and blue three-ringed notebooks on the floor in front of the passenger seat. She settles her flip-flopped feet on top of it all, buckles up and pulls down the visor. She studies herself in the mirror while she brushes her hair. “My top eyelashes […]
I Belong in this World–and I am Angry
I don’t know what to expect. But I pack a new lunch bag with seven-grain rolls, cheese, snow peas, carrots, and blueberries. I toss in a dark chocolate bar and a packet of tea bags. I fill a new stainless container of water. I pack a suitcase, stuff pencils and notebooks and gum in a […]
In Which I Need Easter Every Day
I sit in my mother’s place at the vinyl-covered table, and it feels strange. One day I serve my dad scrambled eggs, and on another he serves me a fried egg. I ask how he makes it so perfect, and he shows me how he baptizes it with water and covers it with a […]
Staying in the Center
“What is THAT? STOP!” He jerks to a stop right there in the road. I fumble for my camera while I keep my focus on Lake Abby. I snap a couple of pictures of the black and white bird that floats in the center. We have no idea what it is. Pastor talks about the […]
Having Fun in the Sanctuary
Here I am to worship. Here I am to bow down. Here I am to re-member. The praise team begins to sing. And mini beach balls and bean bags and frisbees sail through the air. In the sanctuary. And people sing and laugh. And. Have. Fun. In the sanctuary. “Because,” he says, “Christians don’t […]
For When We Fail
It’s half an hour to the game. On good roads. The game starts at 10:20. I want to leave by 9:30. I’m up, showered, dressed. I yell up the stairs at 9. The roads don’t look so good. At 9:30, he’s shoveling, and I’m muttering. At 9:40, he comes in, putters in the basement. My […]
Catching Up on the Gifts #1KgiftsDare
Cultivating gratitude and accepting Ann’s Joy Dare in capturing One Thousand Gifts in 2012. January 1: Three things about myself for which I’m grateful. 1. I do not have a terrible job record. I am a simply woman of many interests. (Thank you, Sissy.) 2. My heart is in the shape of a Horseshoe–the […]
