Day Twenty-three 2 Samuel 6:16 As the ark of The Lord came into the city of David, Michal the daughter of Saul looked out of the window and saw King David leaping and dancing before The Lord, and she despised him in her heart. Like a man reborn, a man given back so much that was lost, so many years of running for his life, years of trusting God in the murky and confusing present for an impossible promised future,... Read more
Every year I look back fondly at all those years Matt lived through the insanity of the Clinton Canoe Rigatta, rowing his heavy canoe with a friend down the Susquahanna, me lumbering along throwing power bars and water into the boat at every stop, always pregnant, always trying to keep a couple of kids from leaping into the river to be drowned. When you're in the middle of it, you hate it a lot, but then afterwards you think it... Read more
Day Twenty-two 2 Samuel 6:7 And the anger of the LORD was kindled against Uzzah, and God struck him down there because of his error, and he died there beside the ark of God. Uzzah is carrying on in apparent obedience, for all anyone around him can see. His new king wants the ark brought up, that holy and terrifying box, upon which The Lord of heaven and earth will place his feet as a sign of his favor and... Read more
One Marigold was bored and made a little game for herself at church last night. So orderly. So productive. Why didn't she fling all the chairs all over the room and turn them over? That is the usual way. Dismantling. Not mantling. Two I have twice forgotten, this week, to make Matt's coffee before collapsing into bed at night. He puts my tea down, in the morning, at six o'clock, or something horrible, kisses me patronizingly on the head, and... Read more
Ever notice how no matter how hard you work you can never get to every task that lies before you or really make things nice? While you are planting a nice garden, the inside of the house is being systematically dismantled. While you are doing laundry the kitchen becomes a sugar encrusted sea of refuse and despair. While you are cleaning the school room, someone is eating a crumbly bun quietly in the car. Of course you do, but you... Read more
This one is the result of somone asking me about it, echemmm. And, since I'm now writing them as fast as I possibly can, I'd love to hear from you all if there is any particular verse or passage you think I should tackle. And, since I haven't written it out in a long time SDfAoWOP stands for Sarcastic Devotionals for Angry or Worn Out People. There are a lot of verses in the Bible so I could be going... Read more
I am much addicted to mommy blogs, when I'm not obsessively reading the news (which is totally gonna stop now that I'm definitely going to start reading French–tomorrow, I'm going to get my life together tomorrow) and when no one has updated their blog (blast them all) I give Facebook a good long look and then, when I've gone through my feed three or four times, and looked at everyone's pictures twice, I get angry and finally crack open a... Read more
Day Twenty I Samuel 25:18-19 Then Abigail made haste and took two hundred loaves and two skins of wine and five sheep already prepared and five seahs of parched grain and a hundred clusters of raisins and two hundred cakes of figs, and laid them on donkeys. And she said to her young men, “Go on before me; behold, I come after you.” But she did not tell her husband Nabal. A wise woman, as they say, builds her home.... Read more
The weather says its supposed to be cold and cloudy. So this large patch of sun that I'm sitting in must be some kind of illusion. Usually the weather is never wrong…well, frequently the weather is wrong, as in morally evil, but the reporting of it is correct. Considering whether or not to go outside. The minute I do all the clouds will assemble and chase me back in. That is the meaning of Binghamton. I spent long amounts of... Read more
Matt has hustled Romulus off to a baseball “game”…srsly, why do little boys have to stuffed into uniforms for these “games” other than that it's awfully cute? There should be no uniform until the child can keep track of it himself…and I am about to try to face down the Great Winter to Summer Clothes Change Over of 2014. Blech. But other people are writing interesting things. Chuck Collins guest posted at the Gospel Coalition. Pithy. Excellent. Read it on... Read more
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