Good morning... My prayers are sent forth to the families and friends of the two young people who died this week at the University of Georgia. A young woman was murdered while on a run in a familiar area and a young man hung himself in a freshman dorm. Classes were canceled yesterday as the whole community processes [...]
Good morning... "It is a blessing to still have our mothers," a friend wrote after visiting her mom for her 86th birthday. I just returned home from Ohio after a successful surgery for my own 85-year-old mom. "Praise the Lord for good news about your mom's surgery, Sue!" wrote another dear friend. "Speaking of [...]
Good morning... I loved overhearing my parents' conversation in the kitchen as I got ready in the living room for my mom's surgery day. "Well, I had my first surgery on Labor Day and now hopefully my last reversal surgery on President's Day," astutely said my 85-year-old mom. "You can tell I was a kindergarten teacher, always moving [...]
Good morning... These final words of a poem by Gwendolyn Brooks greeted us as we entered the Sonya Clark exhibit at the High Museum of Art last Saturday. "...we are each other's harvest we are each other's business we are each other's magnitude and bond." A group of us from our Sunday afternoon class went to take part [...]
Good morning... Our brief group text led me to a gem of a story. "I like your blog about fear today, Sue," a dear friend wrote after yesterday's post, Don't Be Scared Of Tomorrow. "Me too," another friend chimed in. "Sean of the South was a tear jerker too." I love the work of Sean Dietrich, a writer [...]
Good morning... Waking in the middle of the night, I turn on a single lamp, strike a match and light a melting candle. As I let the dogs out briefly to do their thing, our thermostat reads "18," which is bitter cold for Atlanta. My heart turns to those who are homeless, in our city and other cities [...]
Good morning... Essential things linger from yesterday's post, Key Questions For This New Year. I follow my own encouragement and choose three questions that are whispering for my attention. Can I soften? Can I soften some more? Which comes first, forgiveness or the peace? What's at stake? Hard. Selfish. Controlling. Forcing our own way doesn't get us where [...]
Good morning... Up in the middle of the night, I scroll through photos I snapped last month while visiting my parents in Ohio. As my mom and I went on a walk through the welcoming sidewalks of their senior living community, I took the picture above at one of her favorite resting spots on a bench outside the [...]
Good morning... I love reading the wise words of Howard Thurman etched in the handwriting of my friend. "You are the only you that has ever lived; your idiom is the only idiom of its kind in all existences, and if you cannot hear the sound of the genuine in you, you will all of your life spend [...]
Good morning... She read the poem aloud. Slowly. Quietly. Prayerfully. Twice, she read the poem aloud, wondering what we noticed. In this quiet moment, might we also do the same? Read slowly, quietly, prayerfully. What inklings do you notice? ****** In Search of Our Kneeling Places by Ann Weemes In each heart lies a Bethlehem, an inn where [...]
