I filed it in the safe. Do most people have alphabetized file folders in their safe? First I cleaned it. Then I placed it in an envelope. I sealed it. Then I filed it at what I considered the appropriate place. Maybe I should have handled it more ceremoniously. I was alone. I didn’t give … More filed away
I found myself pleased with a realization. As I left the cathedral yesterday morning, the place I’ve been worshiping these last few months, I found myself to be happy. While I realize one should, under good and normal circumstances leave one’s place of worship in a cheerful mood, I have had a dark shadow fall … More I found myself
Sometimes life is busy. Not a terribly profound statement, but true, correct? Currently, my work life consists of coordinating a fundraising event, compiling a grant report, and alas, helping with the beginning stages of yet another federal grant. Lest you think I’m complaining, I assure you, I’m not. Job security and all that, right? Anyways, … More measuring hope
I think after a person feels a certain way for so long, she eventually has to tell herself to stop. Or at least she has to try to stop. You can only run so far in one direction, right? Eventually you’ve got to turn around and head home. But at the moment I convince myself … More crazed and confused
TGIF and all that jazz. ♪♫♪♫♪♫ There’s one week to go in January. Pardon me if you like it, but January is my least favorite month and this particular January could actually be might least favorite month EVER. Let me rephrase that….. January 2014 is my least favorite month ever, so far. And, when someone … More Flapjack Friday Faves [01.24]
Here’s the analogy: Life is similar to a staircase. We keep climbing, striving, going up and up. Moving towards goals. Moving towards the end. Yet I’ve stopped climbing. I’ve reached a floor, maybe the fourth. Maybe the forty-fifth. It doesn’t matter so much the number. But I can’t locate the staircase. I’m wandering around, lost, … More staircase
{HOPE} is my word of the year, 2013. So far, so good, I suppose, in that I haven’t lost all hope. I realize though, as we’ve now entered September, I have four months to continue {hoping}. Hopefully, that won’t be a huge chore. Today is the other January 1. The above was posted by Gretchen … More four more months of hope
I’m having a difficult time coming up with anything to write. I have ideas, but when I try to express them, they sound too opinionated, too journalistic, too {I’m not sure what} for a blog entry. Society is consumed with the female “M’s” right now. What in heaven’s name is wrong with Miley and whether … More what to expect?
Returning home after vacation has been a difficulty for much of my adult life. It’s not that my life is awful or that I dislike my home. In fact, most days if asked what I prefer, I’d answer ordinary life, i.e. not surprises or big events or long lists of activities. Simply living the routine … More thirty to forty five
I was not at all expecting the tide of emotions on Thursday. Our workplace had a visitor, someone who does similar work to ours in Stockton, California. We had the chance to hear about his ministry, his family, and ask questions. He, along with his wife, son and daughter, live in the inner city. From … More Marie Callender’s
Upon a Sunny Day 