This morning I felt like I needed to write a blog - one that was a departure from the last here-are-my-guts blogs written in obedience to an Unseen God. Instead of feet in miry clay, I chipped out … Read more about Bare necessities & fluffy unicorns
What keeps me awake at night
I haven't written a word and the tears are already falling. How could this be? Last night, Howard and I fell into bed after a full day: a 3.5 mile run, a conversation about a Good Shepherd and … Read more about What keeps me awake at night
Punked by a prophet
Years ago, I spouted off the too little I knew about the Bible and crushed somebody's spirit. I was showing off. And since that day, I can read my Bible for hours and not retain any intellectual … Read more about Punked by a prophet
Great good unknown
So many things we don't know. The age and contents of that ziploc bag in the corner of the fridge. Who's going to win the Superbowl. What's going to happen in the next year or … Read more about Great good unknown
Run to the battle
Study the picture to the right. Scrunch up your face, get really close to the screen - grab a magnifier if you have to - and read the copy beneath the AP photo. "Two Coptic Christians ward … Read more about Run to the battle
Word weary
Perhaps it is time for a confession. I am weary of words. Weary of the advertising messages that I have helped push over 20+ years weary of the stuff I read weary of the word … Read more about Word weary
It’s all about the do-overs
It's a new year, Oh Boy. Why all the fuss? Yesterday, as Howard and I drove through the rain, we talked about why we each could take New Years' hoopla or leave it. He's … Read more about It’s all about the do-overs
From the cradle to the grave
This is not a post I want to write. Not now. Not today as so many grieve and as bewilderment fights for our joy. I've put it off. But some things must be done and some nudges are … Read more about From the cradle to the grave
Thoughts from the end of the world
Well, despite what a few Mayans had to say, the world is still here. And like Michael Stipe & REM, I feel fine. Or maybe this is the end of the world and though the fluffy unicorns, streams … Read more about Thoughts from the end of the world
