Good morning... This Labor Day, we face hurricane horror, we grieve devastating loss, and we pray for God's endless love to bridge every gap living between us. My husband's chaplain message from last Monday came at a good time, as we all ask ourselves, "What part can I play in God's healing work in our hurting world?" Considering the [...]
Good morning... Well, I guess I am not the only person prone to "dragging one's feet." Receiving many responses to yesterday's post, I Am Dragging My Feet, I saw your tender words of wisdom settling into three categories. Some of you looked back, reminiscing, remembering. "Sue, I just wanted to say how fortunate I felt to be included [...]
Good morning... drag one's feet (idiomatic) To procrastinate, put off; to dawdle, avoid, or make progress slowly and reluctantly. I have been dragging my feet about filing my taxes. (idiomatic) To intentionally stall, to delay, to obstruct. (delay, stall): slow-walk, dilly-dally I google the phrase "drag one's feet" on Wiktionary.org, since for a few week now I have [...]
Good morning... I enjoyed a Friday night movie with a friend, "The Art of Racing in the Rain." A beloved quote came to mind as I watched Enzo, the dog, resting his sweet head and big eyes on the chest of his family members. Often his dad. Lovingly his mom. Playfully his sister. This quote came to mind from page [...]
Good morning... Following yesterday's post, The Sound Of Too Much, our online community explores today the complexity of "cadence." "Hi, Sue," wrote a man I admire deeply. "Your wonderful message today reminded me of the delightful Spanish proverb I carry in my wallet: 'How beautiful it is to do nothing and then rest afterwards.' Love and blessings." Another [...]
Good morning... "Klunk." "Klunk." "Klunk." Does your washer also shout when you cram in way too much? "Contrary to what you might think, being too busy can be counterproductive," writes Rachelle Williams in the article I highlighted for you in yesterday's post, The Art Of Relaxation. "Think of a washing machine that is crammed with too many clothes. [...]
Good morning... "I wanted to share this lovely article I just received on dolce far niente ... the sweet art of doing nothing," she texted after reading our recent message, The Magic Of Play. "It fits so well with your blog post this morning, Sue." Again, God's perfect timing multiples our joy. ****** Excerpts from The Importance of Doing Nothing: [...]
Good morning... "In Christ's name we play," my Freudian slip sparking an avalanche of joy. After crafting yesterday's post, The Magic of Play, I watched different forms of play emerge all day. I walked, instead of driving, to the home of a woman new to our Friday class roster, enjoying fresh coffee and conversation. I walk and talked [...]
Good morning... "In Christ's name we play," my Freudian slip ended our prayer, ushering us into a magical evening. "Researcher Stuart Brown, MD, describes play as time spent without purpose," Brene Brown stretches her own mind to welcome this new possibility. "To me this sounds like the definition of an anxiety attack. I feel behind if I’m not [...]
Good morning... Today is a special day of Sabbath as a good friend lays to rest her beloved mother-in-law at 3:00 pm. Right after last week's post, We Memorize A Mother, she wrote me these God-inspired words. "Hello Sue," she began. "God’s timing in honoring your friend’s Mom surfaced on your blog this morning, greeting us just after [...]
