Ism’s, Schism’s and A Prayer for Fierce Unity and Love.

Ism’s. Racism. Sexism. Ageism. Unfortunately-the list goes on forever. The truth is from ethnicity to religion to hairstyle etc. We isolate from and judge others. As less than.  We use ism’s to differentiate. Some, are not bad, they are simply categories.(Even though in general, I hate categories and labels.) I… Read more“Ism’s, Schism’s and A Prayer for Fierce Unity and Love.”

What Everyone Needs: Friends Who Show Up. Even When You, Don’t.

I felt like everything including my body, was falling apart. I was doing everything I knew to do to cope, including, prayer, studying scripture taking breaks to care for myself and upping my Zoloft dose- but it wasn’t enough. I called a girlfriend fire drill. “I need to get together…. Read more“What Everyone Needs: Friends Who Show Up. Even When You, Don’t.”

In Which: I Hate Being on Hold. In all ways.

Confession: I hate the phone. Well- I love my phone- I just hate talking on it. I have issues talking to people without being able to see their faces. Among the bakers dozen other issues I have. I especially hate being placed on hold, once I’ve actually picked up the… Read more“In Which: I Hate Being on Hold. In all ways.”

2015- A Year for Hope and Joy. #myoneword #twowords

I don’t follow rules particularly well. I view them as guidelines. I gave up New years resolutions years ago. Mostly because the ones I chose tended to be lame, temporal and well- I usually failed at them.   I’ll exercise every day. I’ll lose 30 lbs. I’ll eat healthier. I’ll… Read more“2015- A Year for Hope and Joy. #myoneword #twowords”

In which I learn that: I can’t, until I have to- and then: I can. Because Jesus- does.

“I can’t do this.” “Ok. Maybe I can do this, but I could never do THAT.” I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve said and thought those words in all their related-forms. And yet, here I sit.  At my husband’s hospital bedside. (YES, FOR REAL. STILL.) On day… Read more“In which I learn that: I can’t, until I have to- and then: I can. Because Jesus- does.”

Cancer and Life and Goin’ on a Bear Hunt- My Preschool Theology.

“swish, swish, swish” “Can’t go over it, can’t go under it, have to go through it.” When I taught preschool, and when my kids were young- this was a daily favorite. For the past few years- I’ve been living this nursery rhyme. Not so much a favorite. There are things… Read more“Cancer and Life and Goin’ on a Bear Hunt- My Preschool Theology.”

WWF of Faith……In which I don’t have six-pack abs nor, do I wear golden underwear to work- but, I’m wrestling, just the same….

“Let’s get ready to RUUUUUMBLE.” I can almost hear that famous 80’s wrestle mania announcer as I step into the ring, ready to wrestle. (It’s been a long time since I’ve watched wrestling… I’m not actually- a fan. You probably guessed that already.) Except,  I’m not wearing golden underpants, (well-… Read more“WWF of Faith……In which I don’t have six-pack abs nor, do I wear golden underwear to work- but, I’m wrestling, just the same….”

A Mile in My Own Shoes….. In which the path is messy- and I walk it anyway.

I love to take my camera for a walk. I am braver with it-than I am without it. I walk places I might not walk- without it. I know I’ll find something amazing to snap pics of. Somehow- when I’m behind the lens- paths that seemed too root filled and… Read more“A Mile in My Own Shoes….. In which the path is messy- and I walk it anyway.”

When my heart condemns…..me.

“I can’t believe I said that.” “Will I ever learn?” “Why did I do that?” “That won’t very Christ-like of you.” “Yup- straight to hell for that one.” “I never should have done that.” I wish I hadn’t done that.” “How stupid can I be?” “There is no way someone as jacked… Read more“When my heart condemns…..me.”

Even Here- When the nest is so high- I can’t even see the eggs….

The momma robin dive bombs anyone (She’s not a fan of our dogs.) who come way too close. Poppa bird stands guard on the playscape. He’s ever-ready to protect his family while simultaneously making quick outings for their sustenance- and covering the eggs while momma bird does the same. That- and a… Read more“Even Here- When the nest is so high- I can’t even see the eggs….”