The Dance
and of course with Shelly
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This post is fourth in a sporadic series on a book I’m reading that is changing my life: God in the Yard, by LL Barkat. This is not a book review, per se, more of a book invitation.
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Jan. 23, 2012 Snow day It’s not actually a snow day here in the Seattle area. It’s a ‘recover-from-the-snow-and-ice-and-wind-damage-day,’ so there is no school. And, since I’m a teacher, blessed me, there’s oodles of extra time from the Time Keeper, my Heavenly Father, to do what He’s called me to do–write to you. But first, since…
Red in the blueberries, bidding farewell to the season Red on my table, my plate, and in a bowl (a bounty of tomatoes–all shapes and sizes) The red Cardinal Flower, last blooms in the garden Red near the park as the maples mark the cooler days And the best red I’ve…
This blog post is part of Michelle DeRusha’s #MyFaithHeroine contest, in connection with the release of the book 50 Women Every Christian Should Know. Find out how to participate here. ~~~~~~~~ I went into labor with my daughter Leah on a waterbed at my friend Biana’s (bee-onna) house 35 years ago. I was watching the ‘Sound of Music’ and wanted to…
The Seattle rain is doing its October thing–pouring, puddling, splattering–and the cold gray world matches my mood. A windstorm blew through last night and fractured one of the oldest trees in town….an apt picture of the chasm created again by the world gone crazy with pain. Three hours north of me last Friday, a high…
I’d sure like a cup of coffee. The grounds go in the top, but where? And here is the glass pitcher 6 cups full of water but I don’t remember where to pour it. My mind is like a leaky bucket, a sad sieve that saves less and less these days, an empty, worn-out basket….
Sometimes I have a hard time with………. and wish I was better at just doing THIS but then I remember His “This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is love:…