I’m not sure when I stopped lying on my back under leafy summer trees and watching the sun play through the green. When I moved to the south and it became so hot? When I received my first fire ant bite? When I thought I might be too old to get back up again with … Continue reading Spiritual “Fawn”a
I love to write. It’s not a burden. Maybe it’s because I like it so much that it always gets put off – it’s a bit of an indulgence to take the night away and do something that I love. It is also hard work though, and there’s some doubt whether it pays off. I … Continue reading Fictional Value
I am writing this during a scheduled writing retreat that I planned with a friend. We’re staying up late, drinking caffeine and eating food that is bad for us. (Well, I am; she brought fairly healthy snacks!) I’m enjoying my new Savannah office for Openings: Let the Spirit In and taking advantage of the quiet … Continue reading Friends
It’s been a Vacation Bible School week. Not at my own church, but I’ve volunteered at two other churches in my community this week. That’s why I’m a little late with this post. Yesterday afternoon I did not blog. I napped. For a long time. I’d like to say that I lay down on the … Continue reading Just a Little Nap…
Prayer does not come easily when I have a cold. In times of “real” sickness and pain, I can at least cry out to Jesus. But mostly I just want to sleep when I have a cold. I’m thinking Jesus understands. I would guess that being fully human means that Jesus caught a cold or … Continue reading Can a Cold be a Sacred Pause?
"For the sake of the house of the LORD our God, I will seek your good." Just a quick insight today. I was meditating on this psalm, chanting this morning, and this verse (9) caught my eye, so I spent some time there. God seemed to make it clear that I do not seek the … Continue reading Psalm 122
My husband planted a lovely dark pink rosebush outside our office window last month. I don’t usually sit in our office to write, I usually sit in the living room, where I feel less isolated. I also sit in the living room to enjoy the birds at our feeder – Savannah is on many flight … Continue reading The Rose