A Perfect Moment
The snow falls outside, and I come into the warm house after shoveling snow. I heat the soup on the stove for lunch and feast
(my daily blog)
The snow falls outside, and I come into the warm house after shoveling snow. I heat the soup on the stove for lunch and feast
Twice now on my snowy walk, I see a van of photographers pull up to the edge of the woods. They tumble out, gear swinging
Nearly every Sunday now, we take part of the day or evening to make food for our lunches for the week. This includes popping popcorn
Recently, I’m hearing that folks feel I’m folksy. I’m told my writing and speaking is folksy. The false-self, pretentious kind of me would cower in
I had fun. I think my face says, “I’m telling you the truth!”
Today I return to the phone for a second radio interview. But it’s not about my books; it’s about my dissertation on shame I wrote
This morning I woke up completely exhausted with that “I cannot do this!” feeling. You know it, right? But I remembered the simple truth from
Today felt like a day to finally coast after pushing, pushing, pushing with work. I looked at the calendar and realized I didn’t have one
My friend sends me Psalm 119:54-55: “Your decrees are the theme of my song wherever I lodge. In the night I remember your name, O