Writing, Living, It Is Learning the Art of Waiting
When I woke this morning, no alarm went off. No cat put a paw on my lips. No aftershock shook me alert. Today, I woke to the sun coming through the window. Normally, this is a lovely way to wake up,...
View ArticleThe Guiding Pillar of Cloud, Fire, and Grace
I wonder . . . if the rent in the canvas of our life backdrop, the losses that puncture our world, our own emptiness, might actually become places to see. — Ann Voskamp Right now, in Dad’s shop just...
View ArticleFacebook Spam and the Contentment of Not Knowing
No matter how this unfolds, He is always good and we are always loved. Let go. — Ann Voskamp This morning, Ken Mueller and I were IM-ing away, as we often do, and as he often does, Ken provided me some...
View ArticleWhen I Choose To NOT Do More
I can feel it edging up on me – that desire to do more, try more, strive more. At one point in my life, that desire would have led me to seek change, to take on a new project, to consider a new job, to...
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