noticing and responding to God in our everyday life
Sitting by a lighthouse on the North Shore. A carved out space. Alone. Twenty five years old. Far removed from church-y language and theological understandings. But still a soul that was longing for more. Whatever more might be. Remembering a little girl. One who once knew God. Laughed with him. Decisions that moved her too […]
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Roots and wings So they say are a parents goal. My interpretation 18 years of roots and then I’ll let you fly. But now approaching day one of Kindergarten. I can’t ignore these small wings budding. Your excitement A bus to ride New friends to meet. You’re looking to the future. I see my eight […]
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August 28 2005. The day my dad passed away. Details swirling in my head. Remembering his last hug as he headed out the door to play basketball. Rob and I ‘happening’ to be in Minnesota, visiting from Seattle, when the phone rang in my parents house. Too suddenly. Too unexpectedly death came. I miss my […]
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Can you go to bed at 10pm? Out of context a simple question. In context a profound movement in my heart. For much has flowed from this question written in my journal last May. Let me back up. Rest. Reflecting. Relational. Descriptors of my natural bent. Action. Do. Tasks. Not the first words someone would select to […]
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Our sunflowers seemed to have bloomed and be on their way to fading while we were gone for three weeks. But they are still beautiful to me. Seeing glory through them. A glimpse. Pointing me towards the one who made them. Look around. Where have you noticed God’s fingerprint in your world this past week? […]
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After returning from a three week vacation, here is what I was counting on for our first day back: Suitcases unpacked Groceries to fill the empty frig Lunch with my husband who has missed his family the last two weeks Mail sorted Our son’s next door neighbor friend to play with Writing in my new […]
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Today’s mail brought news I’ve been waiting for all summer. Our son will be in….afternoon kindergarten. After initial excitement to know the plan, sadness swept in. The kind of emotion where you are aware that something is off but can’t put your finger on it. At first I thought, this ‘off-ness’ is because I’m a […]
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Last Friday night I was sitting comfortably watching the Olympics on television, perusing blogs on my laptop and reading a magazine. What? You think that is too much media input? In the midst of that, my husband called. My son and I are still on vacation in Minnesota while he is back home in Pennsylvania. […]
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I had a topic all planned out in my head. But as my fingers began to type, I had to admit that my heart wasn’t in it. At least not today. As I pause to examine where exactly my heart is I immediately remember this past weekend. Specifically one moment. This past Saturday afternoon I […]
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This was my grandmothers clock. It has been by our bedside for twelve years. If I squint my eyes just right, I can make out what time it is. Yes, I do realize it has exremely large numbers. I have bad vision. Really bad. Without my contacts or glasses I am in a blurry fog. In […]
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Why did I start to blog? Because I love to write. No. More than just loving to write, I discover a part of who I am when I write. Unearthing feelings, thoughts and insights slightly below the surface….and words somehow digging them out. That is why I write. Beyond that, why I share what I write is a response to my […]
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After fireworks this past Wednesday night, I was walking with a friend’s five year old daughter. As she held onto my arm she said, “You have hairy arms. Why do you have so much hair on your arms?” I’ll pause the story right here to say this is a comment I have actually heard a lot- […]
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