Archive for 2011
French Ink on Skin
His muscular hands have always been beautiful to me. In my first year of college, we were just getting to know each other, and learning to trust. Love was a fledgling word, afraid to be voiced aloud. It shimmered instead through our eyes, wonderingly. We determined that once said, it should mean commitment –not a…
Read MoreMary and Joseph Took the Bus
Merry Christmas Eve! I hope you are having a wonderful weekend, relaxing and celebrating the Giver. Today was a relaxing family day, savoring Christmas, Jesus’ coming, and each other. We had an indoor picnic around the Christmas tree for supper, enjoying the sparkling lights in near darkness, and reminiscing about special memories from years past.…
Read MoreAn Espresso Machine Between the Eyes
Recently, my sister and I met in a Scandinavian bakery on a snowy night. Huge snowflakes covered our cars within minutes, and I laughed as I tried to catch snowflakes on my tongue while walking in. Partway through the night, fearful shrieks and a hissing noise cut through the calm cafe. The espresso machine was malfunctioning dangerously…
Read MoreDid Tigers Eat Your Food?
For several years I have dreamed about hosting a neighborhood open house, and wondered about the best way to make that happen. This month, after praying about it for a while and talking with my husband, we just planned it. I hand-delivered invitations last week to the ten or so houses in our circle. Last…
Read MoreForested Parking Lots and Crowded Adventures
They barely fit into the five seater Saturn now. Long legs, broad shoulders and gangly arms elbow gently into each other, as my teens settle in comfortably. Their preschool brother is close by in a generational blue tufted car seat. This Saturday, I was squirming excitedly in the front seat, and they were tucked in…
Read MoreAmbushed!
December sneaks up on me, I admit. I savor the vivid autumn colors of October and November, sniffing appreciatively the crisp fall air, scented with wood fires and red leaves. Thanksgiving pumpkins and pies have barely faded for me when Christmas hits. Suddenly all the stores and radios are counting down the days until Christmas,…
Read MoreStopping by Woods on a Snowy Afternoon
“Sing to the Lord a new song, his praise to the ends of the earth” (Isaiah 42:10)
Read MoreCastles, Sieges, Propagandas of Fear
The king ran out of his palace, racing through the ancient city. Already his people looked demoralized and afraid. Violent skirmishes and battle losses were everyday news now. All of his kingdom’s cities had been taken except this last city –his city, Jerusalem. The Assyrians had stopped their armies 30 miles away and were employing…
Read MoreJazz, Prayers, and a Translation in Progress
Quiet jazz music flows around me at the kitchen table here tonight. Hot water in my favorite mug warms and relaxes me. Three year old Daniel just downed two yogurts. “I hungry, Mom,” he had declared earlier. I love being a mom: hearing his requests, striving to meet them if they are good for him,…
Read MoreTurkey Travelers: Heroes in Disguise
Snow lines my front steps, nestles into my leaf-strewn grass, and clings icily to the streets, creating new adventures for my novice stick-shift-driving skills. Striding into the grocery store, I hear the metal clanging of the season’s first Salvation Army bell ringers. Minutes later, the pie tins and pecan pie ingredients in my grocery…
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