[god in the yard] project wordle
Hmmm… I wonder what this says about what we talked about… Amazon.com Widgets
Hmmm… I wonder what this says about what we talked about… Amazon.com Widgets
Sometimes people want to know. If they were to come to my yard, would they find me out there still? Sitting on the red sled, sipping my tea? I don’t want to disappoint anyone. I want to be the writer on the red sled. Braving the mosquitoes, dodging the rain. [...]
“Share with God’s people who are in need. Practice hospitality.” Romans 12:13 Hospitality. The word evokes for me images of church fellowship halls, lined with long tables, loaded with steaming offerings for the Sunday afternoon potluck dinner. I can smell the coffee, hear the buzz of conversation, and feel the [...]
I hate the word “submission.” I do not want to submit to anyone, preferring to run full-force into the dark, rather than listen, rather than abide, rather than be controlled. Perhaps this is why I have not yet married; I am afraid that submissive wife is akin to marital slave. [...]
The scream of the coffee grinder startles me and I’m finally awake. “Good Lord, it’s morning.” I whisper coarsely, and I wonder how I got into the kitchen. I smell the freshly ground beans, and I briefly wonder what they’d taste like if I’d pour milk over them and eat [...]
Secretly we spoke, that wise one and me. I said, Tell me the secrets of the world. He said, Sh… Let silence Tell you the secrets of the world. -Rumi Silence. Be still and know that I am God. Elijah was unable to hear the voice of God until the [...]
Every day I practice looking for Him. I have read Brother Lawrence. He taught me to look. And Ann tells me how not to practice, but how to abide. Still, I miss Him some days. No matter how I look. Or how I don’t. Some days my heart is a [...]
He walks through the kitchen, pauses behind me as I reach into the pantry. Catches me as I turn back around: “So, what are you doing right now?” I giggle all flustered, murmur something about a million little things, and dodge. Later I am the one passing through the living [...]
When I was young I talked to the night sky. I’d sit on a chaise lounge in the backyard or lie on the pool deck and stare at the stars—or what I could see of them from my suburban homestead. I did most of the talking and never let the [...]
We spend… too little time experiencing the griefs themselves. The result is that these griefs remain hidden and never open us to our joys. ~David Whyte Fingers lightly wrapped around the handles, I escape. I feel the vibration of speed beneath me, my forceful thumb spurrs the four-wheeler forward at [...]
Contemplation We have been invited. We have been given the rules. We are now asked to contemplate. Such a loaded word. So much baggage has been packed on those few letters throughout the years. But it is the one I consider as I walk down past three houses then turn [...]