So much to love…

I’ve got to confess that I’ve probably watched this video waaaay too many times in the last few days. It’s just the most recent episode of me spending too much time on YouTube with music videos in languages I don’t speak (although this time the song is in English; the previous episode centered on this…

Thoughts on a Friday

Some heartening thoughts on the day when so many around the world will celebrate in the name of the mysterious St. Valentine.  😉 My brother or sister, if you live out of the center, you win.  On a given day you might be more depressed than anything else, but when your life is hidden with…

The flu box

It seems like the wrong time of year, but I keep hearing stories about how the flu season is still going strong, and maybe even picking up in some places.  So, now is as good a time as ever to share my newly re-stocked “flu box.”  (It’s actually a basket now because the box got…

Thoughts on a Friday

…we are ‘splendid, never-to-be-duplicated stories of grace.’ -Eugene Petersen (quoted by James Bryan Smith in The Good and Beautiful Community)

Rich, indeed

Feeling very wealthy today.  It’s been an afternoon of running errands and tidying up interspersed with: a long nap delicious leftovers interesting listening on the radio Lithuanian tea and chocolates, gifts from a friend refreshing the vases with free flowers from the back yard writing a few checks (so grateful to be able to give…

Thoughts on a Friday

This little poem is known as “Saint Teresa’s Bookmark” because it was found in her prayer book after her death. Let nothing disturb thee, Nothing affright thee; All things are passing; God never changeth; Patient endurance Attaineth to all things; Who God possesseth In nothing is wanting; Alone God sufficeth. It’s beautiful in English (as…

Something to fall for

Inspired by the fall foliage and this link (from this post), I decided that people with kids aren’t the only ones who should get to have crafting fun.  The rest of us also need some hands-on connection with that beyond what we can comprehend. So now I’ve got my own little bowl of beautiful leaves…

The milk in the microwave

When you come home to find the milk in the microwave, you’re glad that the day is book-ended with Psalm 37, and you wonder what you’ll have for breakfast tomorrow. You decide it’s probably good that you live alone so there’s no one to yell at, and wonder if you would have prayed this prayer…

Loving and leaving

When you live in a place that everyone loves to leave, you are regularly reminded that so many things in a life are temporary, fragile, and more than a bit precarious… And when one bit moves, doesn’t the whole stack shift some? And you think heavily about rebuilding connections… the effort… the time… the uncertainty……

Thoughts on a Friday

A Better Resurrection by Christina Rossetti I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numbed too much for hopes or fears. Look right; look left, I dwell alone; I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief No everlasting hills I see; My life is in the falling…