Normally, I’d expect a walk in the woods to provide comfort.
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There’s a part of me that’s inclined to think Isaiah might profit (ahem!) from spending a little time in my neighborhood.
Wandering into – and through – the mission field: It’s not an exercise meant to boost self-confidence, I’ve decided. (An insight, perhaps, that qualifies me for a DMO degree – Divine Master of the Obvious).
Or perhaps it’s not obvious at all. For we are treated this week to a front row seat, as three separate scriptural characters stumble upon a seemingly simple tidbit of self-awareness.
After spending a little time in the backyard with our grandson the other day, I’m thinking about giving him a new nickname: “Earnest”. (Ernie, for short).
At 15 months old, he’s turning out to be quite the hard worker—perhaps more diligent than his Gramps will ever be!
It’s getting close now, the bottom of the jar. ‘Peter Pan Creamy’ peanut butter, to be precise. And I won’t mind polishing it off…getting that jar out of the pantry once and for all…so that I can return to my much-preferred variety of the bread spread: ‘Extra Crunchy.’
Didn’t do much writing over the past 10 days. Didn’t write anything, in fact, except a text message or two…and a few emails…during our leisurely circumnavigation of Lake Erie. And I have to say, it felt pretty darn good to shift my brain into neutral for the span of our vacation. Continue reading
The first Friday in Lent…and “communal abstinence” is breaking out all over.
The season of Parish Fish Fries has begun!