Good morning... I feel like I just birthed a 12 pound baby. Naturally. After three full day of hard, hard labor. Our baby was conceived by God a long while back, but this was the weekend her due date graced my calendar. Sunday was my well anticipated time to deliver. For months and months, really years and years, [...]
Good morning... My attention was caught by James 1:19-21 in The Message translation. These three verses whisper saving wisdom to savor this Sabbath. Post this at all the intersections, dear friends: Lead with your ears, follow up with your tongue, and let anger straggle along in the rear. God’s righteousness doesn’t grow from human anger. So throw all [...]
Good morning... "I love, love, love this!" she wrote after yesterday's post, Take Three Steps. "I tend to get a little glum in the fall. As the days grow shorter, the light changes, the energy of spring and summer fades, I feel a little sadness. I have been reading our Richard Rohr book, Falling Upward: A Spirituality for [...]
Good morning... "As I read this morning's message," one of you wrote after reading of the "hidden wholeness" of fall, "I thought of the Bible study I am doing, The Good and Beautiful God series. Might we look at autumn as an opportunity to shed old self-protective habits to make room for the Holy Spirit within us to make [...]
Good morning... On September 10th at 9:48 am, after reading our post, We Are Learning To Trust, one reader wrote me a touching email. "Last night my family and I moved my husband of 63 years into hospice care. Your writing about trust spoke to me profoundly this morning. My journey these next few weeks or days leaves [...]
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 remember dropping off our first kindergartener for his first day of school, driving home, and crying emotions all over my journal. That was August 2000. Back then I was nurturing two more kids at home, three-and-a-half and seventeen months, and our final baby was just a hope in my heart, born the next June to [...]
Good morning... Last week, I went to a memorial service for a mother I never knew, Caroline Lamar Mason Gilham. I love her daughter, her granddaughters, her son-in-law, but I never knew Caroline, until I went to the service celebrating her eighty-five years of vibrant life. The meditative music in the Preludes included so many old favorites. Lord [...]
Good morning... "I would rather be late than be yelling," one wise young mom confessed a few years back, as she struggled to shift gears from summertime slow to school-year stress. Securing supplies. Earlier bedtime. Homework, half-days, and "have-to's" galore. Between now and mid October, parents shepherding children to school from home will settle into a more steady [...]
