Litany of Humility

Last updated on: July 1, 2015 at 11:59 am By Cynthia Schrage

I ran across this lovely sung rendition of the Litany of Humility, which I spoke of yesterday. “Litany of Humility” by Danielle Rose [su_youtube url=”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCacRoKtVZs”] Interestingly, this is a Contemporary Christian take by Matt Maher. I’m quite surprised that this would even make the radar of someone who isn’t Catholic. But, there is good to be found everywhere, to be sure. “Every Little Prison” by Matt Maher [su_youtube url=”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJlmg36yLe8″] One link led to another, and this is another take. Not... Read more

What’s your beef?

Last updated on: June 30, 2015 at 12:40 pm By Cynthia Schrage

My average time for recognizing my own idiocy is almost immediate. My average time for admitting it, and then apologizing, is running at approximately eighteen hours. This is not good. Nope. Himself and I were making dinner last night, and I was in a snit about how to brown the ground beef. Yes. How to brown the ground beef. Because I have one way, and he has another, and I had the foolish idea that my way was the right... Read more

A wonderfully close imitation

Last updated on: June 27, 2015 at 4:06 pm By Cynthia Schrage

I ran across this statement today in Patrick O’Brian‘s book H.M.S. Surprise (an Aubrey/Maturin novel) and I just thought it was delightful. I made a meme of it and am sharing with you! Read more

Dose of happiness

Last updated on: June 23, 2015 at 10:55 am By Cynthia Schrage

I want to be happy. Doesn’t everyone? I feel like my default is set to sad and critical. There’s an undercurrent of sadness that is like the tide. When it’s out, there’s some happy times on the beach, but when the waves roll in, there’s a riptide that’s ready to drag me under in a heartbeat. No time to breathe, it sucks me down and there’s nothing to do but wait. Unlike a swimmer, I don’t feel like fighting. I’ve... Read more

Five minute friday: Blue

Last updated on: May 29, 2015 at 10:17 pm By Cynthia Schrage

Resting under your mantle. It’s blue like the sky. Arching over everything around me. Covering my world, whether asleep or awake. I think I can’t escape, but I could. I don’t want to. I want to nestle and snuggle close to you. Can you make my pain go away? Would that even be the best thing? Can I embrace this like I want to be close to you? Do I have to choose? Nothing comes of this longing. Nothing... Read more

Sunday sundae

Last updated on: May 17, 2015 at 1:59 pm By Cynthia Schrage

As soon as I took the cardboard box out of the microwave, I realized I’d overcooked the leftovers. The box was really hot, and the sizzling sound it was emitting didn’t bode well for the pesto and mozzarella cream sauce inside. I hate it when that happens. Still, it’s food. I’m not in the mood for either a bologna or salami sandwich, and that’s what else is currently edible in the kitchen. Well, except for pickles. I love pickles, and... Read more

Five Minute Friday: Follow

Last updated on: May 15, 2015 at 12:35 pm By Cynthia Schrage

Your words have grown faint and your footsteps have long dimmed from erosion. There is no sign for me, no fingerpost indicating the way. No map shows direction, no amount of inquiry reveals an unnoticed path. I am lost. I cannot find you and I am grown weary in the search. I have tried in vain to follow. My every labor is insufficient. I lie down beside the road, careless of other searchers, both good and evil. Pillowing my head... Read more

Draw me…

Last updated on: April 28, 2015 at 11:02 am By Cynthia Schrage

To the One who is both Host and Guest, Master and Servant, Lover and Beloved: Draw me, and we will run. Fleetly, to follow, Follow the fragrance, Love’s ardent aroma. Take my hand—lead me, For some days I am reluctant, Reticent, Even shy; Loathe to intrude, Hesitant to enter. Yet you whisper sweetly. I can never refuse You. Read more

Twenty Handkerchiefs and Two Sweaters

Last updated on: April 13, 2015 at 12:30 pm By Cynthia Schrage

Life will teach you the lessons you need to learn, if you are willing. For a long time, I have taken great pride in my ability to pack what I needed for a trip, and then some. I would pack clothes, jewelry, undergarments, toiletries, and the all-important medications, and do so beyond sufficiency. Far beyond necessity, to be sure. I wanted to be prepared. Like a boy scout. This trip, I threw caution to the wind, and didn’t write a... Read more

Witness to the Execution

Last updated on: February 4, 2015 at 7:59 am By Cynthia Schrage

I am no longer surprised by the capacity of humanity for brutality, for savagery. I am only saddened. Saddened that we feel that there are no other choices, no other ways. What may actually be worse is that such actions do not have the desired effect: that is, to bring to the hearts of those who matter a measure of sobriety. Instead, the power plays, the war-mongering, the seemingly endless posturing and plotting and perpetrating continue. Must such madness never... Read more