My buzzing phone broke my train of thought. It was a recorded call letting me know that a student in my household had missed 6th block at the high school. Perplexed, I glanced at my watch and realized it was well after 4 p.m. He hadn’t kissed me when he got home. I hate itContinue reading “Baby, Don’t Mess with Your Mama’s Posse of Crazy Jesus Women!”
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Nature’s Free for All
If you wake up early enough, You’ll be treated to visible spider webs. Everywhere. Delicate strength, Laden with dew, Dancing for you, Swinging, inviting your hair to romance. They’ll court you this Fall Bejeweled like pearls, They’ll adorn your curls. They’ll drape your neck, You’ll scream, “what the heck?” And bat away at nature’sContinue reading “Nature’s Free for All”
From Sigh to Thanks to Snore
I lay awake at 2.36 a.m. and got to thinking that time spent marveling is better than time spent sighing. I yawned luxuriously, and it struck me, slowly, sleepily, that I was grateful for my mouth – for my upper and lower lip, my upper and lower jaw, my 27 teeth (sans wisdom teeth andContinue reading “From Sigh to Thanks to Snore”
My Dumb-Ass Moment of the Day
There’s a reason I need to take naps every day. Driving home from scouts this evening, I told my son, ” The sunset is phenomenal. Does that cloud look like an angry cash slot? I’m so sad that it’s getting late earlier and earlier.“ “You mean it’s getting dark earlier and earlier,” he corrected smugly, whichContinue reading “My Dumb-Ass Moment of the Day”
My Cry for the Day
It’s 8 a.m. and I’ve had my cry for the day. At 5 a.m. I gave my beloved a sleepy goodbye kiss as he left for work. At 6 a.m. I heard a familiar clomp, clomp, clomp. It’s my older man-child. He has his father’s heavy stomp and wears heavy shoes to boot. Back andContinue reading “My Cry for the Day”
III b. The Shepherd and WiFi – A Meditation on Psalm 23 (v. 2a)
Oregon Green “He makes me lie down in green pastures.” I live in Oregon, one of the most verdant places on earth. Green screams of abundance of life and lavish nourishment. Everywhere I look in the Willamette valley I see opulent forests and flourishing farmscapes. The emerald treetops of towering firs and giant cedars whistle in theContinue reading “III b. The Shepherd and WiFi – A Meditation on Psalm 23 (v. 2a)”
IIIa. The Shepherd and WiFi – A Meditation on Psalm 23 (v. 2a)
My Heart, the Three-year-old “He makes me lie down in green pastures” My heart reminds me of a 3 year old: full of life and vim, silly, willful, curious, always learning, trusting, playful, quirky, clueless, undaunted, spirited, and busy – oh so busy. The 3-year-old is certain they know everything, including the well-known fact that streets areContinue reading “IIIa. The Shepherd and WiFi – A Meditation on Psalm 23 (v. 2a)”
II. The Shepherd and WiFi – A Meditation on Psalm 23 (v. 1b)
I Shall Not Want – Of Eunice and Celine. (To lack nothing. To have everything one needs.) I have a million-dollar wardrobe. It is a ridiculous collection of almost everything that I’ve laid my eyes on earth that’s taken my breath away. It’s not tons and tons. But it’s quite a bit (eyes averted…). It’s almostContinue reading “II. The Shepherd and WiFi – A Meditation on Psalm 23 (v. 1b)”
I. The Shepherd and WiFi – A meditation on Psalm 23
It’s 4 a.m. and I’m wide awake. I take several very deep breathes to relax my body and mind, hoping to drift back to sweet slumber. But I can tell I won’t soon be falling asleep. I’m learning to tune in to when He wants a hang out with me. I open the eyes ofContinue reading “I. The Shepherd and WiFi – A meditation on Psalm 23”
Me: The Emotional-Abuser
BATTENING DOWN THE HATCHES His words and gesture hit a nerve. An internal wound. It’s been replaying in my mind all week – in slow-motion, in fast play, when I’m busy, when I’m quiet. I see it in nauseating detail. I could describe it all pixel by pixel. I immediately battened down the hatches. BatteningContinue reading “Me: The Emotional-Abuser”
