One of THOSE days does not even begin to cover it. The caboose weekend of one of the busiest months of my life was kicking itself off with a bang. Fussy child. Rain. No spinach. Coffee jitters. It seemed like everything I tried to clean, Cadence pulled out. Everything I tried to fix, broke.…
Read MoreIt’s been busy around here. Camps and curriculum writing. Conferences to attend. Worship to lead. A child to raise. Mice to kill. (really. and yes, gross.) and a freaking sermon to write and deliver. and at the end of it all a breath. It was pure gift at first. Those first moments of respite melted…
Read MoreWe were approaching the twenty minute mark. A show down of sorts. His lanky third grade self twisted up in the corner, head buried in his folded forearms in a potent blend of anger and shame. “Can we talk about what happened now?” I had been checking in every five minutes or so to see…
Read MoreIt seems like there are always little bits of cheddar bunny or pieces of apple peel ground into the carpets in our house. Clean laundry erupts out of the basket (with the help of hurricane Cadence)…and is smooshed against the banana that was left in the corner of the kitchen floor. Shoes are kicked off…
Read MoreThey were looking for Him among the ranks. Violent. Powerful. Hungry for a bloody fight and glorious victory. A liberator. Messiah. Someone to overthrow the government Oppressive Corrupt Caesar certainly didn’t affirm traditional Jewish values. Surely God would erect a political leader who would uphold such beliefs. They looked in the political sphere They looked…
Read MoreBut At All Costs, Avoid One Thing “I would like you to ponder this quote by Thomas Merton. ‘Be anything you like. Be madmen, drunks, and bastards of every shaped and form. But at all costs avoid one thing: Success.’” On giving away door prizes, pony rides and a gazillion eggs for Easter when the…
Read Moreit feels cheap sometimes… flowers and pastel eggs new clothes and spit-shined shoes bright, smiling faces and human-sized bunny rabbits (creepy) large, roasted hams and perfectly pressed linens have we missed it? in the name of celebrating, have we missed it? the darkness the ugly the horror the nakedness and blood the…
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