My brother and sister in law gave me an Amazon gift card for my birthday. It didn’t take me long to go straight to my Wish List and find the two books I’ve been most longing for. One is finally going to order my life (I know it! Come on, Organized Simplicity!) The other is going to be discussed on these pages over and over and over. I can feel it. To Dance With God was recommended by my friend Nancy... Read more
Remember how August’s first day of school was Tuesday? It was also his last. I know that sounds dramatic and I probably deserve that criticism. But his teacher had rubbed me the wrong way the week before at the Meet and Greet. We don’t have to go into details here. I just didn’t have a good feeling. The P in my personality type is “Perceptive”…I’ve been learning to trust it. August’s stubborn nature, especially regarding when and how he goes... Read more
Many reasons to be grateful today: August is so ready for some friends and a schedule. He loved his art school in San Francisco and I know he’s going to thrive at real preschool. Circle time! Playing with new kids! Eating lunch without his mama! (And then going home with her 15 minutes later…) It’s going to be so good. I’m thankful that for every moment in my life where I’ve been as afraid as August is about his first... Read more
I grew up in a faith tradition that celebrated the Lord’s Supper every quarter, four times a year. I remember my first Communion on a Sunday night: it was passed down the aisle in an offering-esque plate—a dry-white cracker, a doll-size cup of juice. I was in second grade and had recently made a profession of faith. My parents had shown me it was important, this miniature meal. I knew it mattered. I was told that we participated in the... Read more
Today I’m guest-posting at Christianity Today’s Women’s Blog: Her.menutics. The piece is called “One Thousand Gifts, Reconsidered: A second take on Ann Voskamp’s bestseller about gratitude.” As if you really wanted to hear me go on and on about One Thousand Gifts some more… Please? Don’t you want me to go on and on a little more? Read it here. Love, Micha Read more
“To lose faith is to stop looking. To lose faith is to decide that all you ever saw from afar was your own best dreams.” -Frederick Buechner I’ve had that quote on a sticky on my desktop for years now. I don’t know where I first read it. I simply read it. Every day I read it. I’m a doubter. That probably doesn’t come as a shock to you if you’ve been reading... Read more
That’s why I have this list: Is there a better way to love your friend than to fly to her home in a cool city that you never get to see because you’re stuck in her air conditioned (PTL!) apartment for three days helping her feed, clean and tuck in her kids? Cat Prewitt is a hero who deserved a much cooler vacation this past weekend. But she made my birthday full of sweetness. (Also, she took August to the... Read more
It’s always a little bit awkward to tell people it’s your birthday. That’s because their reaction to hearing such a thing (if they didn’t already know it) is either pity or guilt. I don’t want strangers to feel sorry that I don’t have any one to celebrate with me. I also don’t want friends to feel guilty that they didn’t know. That’s a great thing about Facebook, right? You don’t have to shout your birthday from the mountaintops. It does... Read more
We have a new poem, dear memorizing friends. I know you always think I’ve forgotten. But I really haven’t. I’m just waiting and thinking. (Or, more likely, distracted by everything else in my life that’s not poetry.) Did you know that I love Emily Dickinson? I love her for being so very weird. I love her freaky white dress she wore as a “recluse” and the apocryphal treats she lowered to children in a basket from her window when she was a bit too... Read more
Last night I stumbled on Jennifer Fulwiler’s recent post, “Stay-at-Home Moms Need Help” on the National Catholic Register (she also blogs at Conversion Diary). In it, Jennifer is asking the question of whether it’s self-indulgent for a woman who stays home to have help with housekeeping or childcare. I thought what she had to say was too good to not be discussed: When I studied anthropology in college, one of the things that stood out to me the most was... Read more
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