To Welcome in the Stranger

Oh, the lovely and wonderful things that they don't play on the radio. In the endless loop of holly jolly reindeer rock--and Celine Dion, of course--we miss out on alot of really beautiful and even prophetic music.James Taylor's "Who Comes This Night" has become a seasonal fave of mine, and i've never once heard it on the radio. Probably because it has little to do with creating a warm, fuzzy, insular Christmas feeling for ones own, and everything to do with welcoming the stranger and … [Read more...]

Abundance: Week 3, day 2

Me, to the 3-year-old, as I toss some things in a box: "We are going to get rid of some of your toys, before you get new stuff for Christmas."The kid: "And we'll give it to some other children?" me: "Exactly! Who taught you about that, somebody at church?" Kid: "No, you did!"The joy for the day: that sometimes they listen. That sometimes, the good stuff sinks in. That "home" and "church" are not utterly separate places. And that we have more than enough to share. … [Read more...]

A Moving Violation

An organized household, office, car, and bank account seem unattainable for people like me. People who not only have children and a full-time job, but also find right-brained, type-A sorts of tasks tantamount to learning Chinese...meaning, it could be done, but life is too short.However, I have learned time and again that being unorganized has its price. Much as I hate chores, errands, paper work and basically being a grown-up, letting these things go will ultimately amount to even MORE ad … [Read more...]

Grace Anatomy

Raise your hand and jump up and down like a girl if you are super excited for the season premier of Grey's Anatomy tonight!!  I know, I know, it's only a tv show. Maybe it's because, though the calendar says fall, it is still 100+ degress in the valley of the sun, and i'll cling to anything that reminds me a new season has begun. Technically. Maybe it's because my whole family has been feeling crummy for the past few weeks, and I'm looking forward to some vegging out time after the kids are … [Read more...]

Soul Seasons

A pumpkin latte in my hand. From Not Starbuck's. A cool crisp 62 degrees out. I am on a porch swing with a background of lush foliage, bleeding slowly from green into reds and browns and yellows. I am wearing my favorite brown sweatshirt, and reading a really great library book. The day ahead is miraculously full of nothing but open time, save playing with my kids, and later having some friends over for dinner.OK, so almost none of those things is true. I do, in fact, have a pumpkin(ish) … [Read more...]

For Such a Time as This

I was sitting on the floor of my crummy first-year-of-being-a-grownup apartment, doing grad school homework that i should have done the night before, and getting ready to go to class. Which means I probably shouldn't have been watching tv, but was. When the plane hit the first tower, i went and woke up my roommate, who was still sleeping. "What? That's crazy!" she said. I ran quickly back to the tv to find out what a breathless world was waiting to find out--what sort of mechanical error, … [Read more...]

The Sacred Struggle

I was cooking dinner and trying not to get sucked in. It is only September. Of the year BEFORE the election year. I am not ready for the emotional angst, the loaded sermon fodder, the toxic wasteland that is partisan rhetoric. It was on in the background, but I was determined not to engage.When I heard the applause, I turned around. I'm listening now,  i thought numbly. I looked to see if I'd really heard what I'd just heard. My husband and I looked at each other, appalled. "Rewind that," I … [Read more...]

Suck it Up

Ok, she is almost 3. I've tried to be patient. I've read all the warm-fuzzy parenting stuff about letting them work it out on their own, hounding them about it will just make it worse, attachment issues and comfort zones, blah blah blah. But now, it is time.The thumb has got to go.I remember the blessed day when, around 6 weeks of age, I watched my sweet baby girl learn that she had the powers of coordination needed to get that appendage into her toothless mouth, all by herself. I … [Read more...]

A Cup of the Good Stuff

When's the last time you got out the good china?After I went on and on yesterday about the blessedness of a messy house, I think I should clarify--though I blamed the chaos on the kiddos, I have to own that much (much) of the mess is mine. And not quite so much of it is my husband's. He does his best to keep some order, but he is only one person. Much like my mother (and oh, they do talk about me) he finally stops cleaning up after me so that I will one day go oh, my, this place is a … [Read more...]


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