Advent: Noetic Fire

This whole month so far is a blur. So, what else is new, right? I keep telling myself that at some point in my life I’m going to get my crap together and sit in some silence during this Nativity Fast. I keep thinking that tomorrow I’m going to get it all done and find that silent time and just breathe a little deeper. Tomorrow came and went. Now it’s already just…

Practicing Loss

Some Early Thoughts on Loss, Practice, and the Nativity Fast I’m amazed at how much work I do sitting at my computer. I run pretty much everything from my laptop. By the time I’m finished with catching up on paperwork for the kids, for our business, for my writing, my training clients, banking, what have you– my brain is mush. Right now, for example, my brain is mush. Sorry. But I came…

Pause.

Therefore, since a promise remains of entering His rest, let us fear lest any of you seem to have come short of it. Hebrews 4:1 I need some rest. I can tell because my eye is twitching. My eye twitches like this when I’m overly tired or overwhelmed. Last night I lay in bed and the “to do” list in my head switched on. I stared at the ceiling, eye twitching, mind…

Comfort and the heart’s condition

Now may our Lord Jesus Christ himself, and God our Father, who loved us and gave us eternal comfort and good hope through grace, comfort your hearts and establish them in every good work and word. -2 Thessalonians 2:16 My youngest son is what you’d call “spirited.” He comes by it honestly. Whether you subscribe to nature or nurture or a combination of the two, having parents who are— at their core—…

Nativity: On being prepared

First, an explanation— for the last two weeks I have pondered about a post. I made this little pact with myself when I began blogging, lo those many years ago, that I would never post just for the sake of posting. I broke that one month a long time ago while laboring under the mistaken notion that there was some secret formula to keep people reading. It was after that month of…

Day 27: Wool

And now a group of random thoughts on today’s topic. The best socks I own are a rich, thick wool. They are orange with brown reinforcement at the heel and toe. They are fuzzy and snuggly and perfect in every way. I love those socks. I love them a whole lot. I’ve always had cold feet. I remember sleeping over at a friend’s house and her remarking about my habit of wearing…

Day 23: Blogger’s choice (again…)

Choices can be good. I like having choices. The only trouble is that some days it feels as though there are no choices. It’s all Coke or Pepsi. It’s the illusion of choice. It’s all caramel coloring and high fructose corn syrup dressed up in a different bottle, color scheme and marketing package. Now, choosing between tofu and cupcakes? That’s a choice. I don’t like tofu but I ate it anyway on…