Our lives are full of promises–those we have made and those made to us; those we have kept and those we have yet to fulfill; promises we make to ourselves and keep quietly within our hearts, waiting for the best time to speak or act. Consider how promises influence our lives. Our perception of life […]
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“A baby every Christmas,” my grandfather used to say. He certainly did his part. He and my grandmother had eleven children. When those children got married and had children, they easily provided my grandfather with his Christmas baby. I never knew my grandfather. He died when I was three. As long as my grandfather was […]
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You’ve Got Mail – what does that mean? Mail–for us? We’ve yet to learn how to use this email system, are just learning. What is so important that it can’t wait for ordinary mail? What is so unimportant that it doesn’t warrant a telephone call? You’ve got mail – but how do we open it? […]
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The supermarket entices with every variety of food under the sun: fresh and frozen fruits and vegetables; meats and poultry; breads and pastas; condiments and candies; pastries and ice cream; Mexican, Chinese, Italian, and Indonesian delights. The variety overwhelms. The market place bustles with vendors of food from every continent: hot dogs, elephant ears, ice […]
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How wondrous is your dawn, O Lord, that quiet moment before day bursts forth in radiant glory. Sunrise is but a precursor, a prelude before the glory of the full-blown day. Dawn is not day, but a glimmer of the beauty, promise and hope of the day to come. How awesome is the dawn when […]
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As a gangly teenager, I struggled with too long arms and legs and blushed at my ever-changing body. As a young woman, I shared my body with my beloved and my yet to be born child. My body in mid-life and old age reveals the loss of hormones, the tug of gravity. Each new struggle […]
Read MoreAdvent – Season of Hope We’ve been told we can’t go home again, that nothing stays the same. Our home is not like the cottage in the snow globe–that glass ball that “snows” when we shake it. No matter how often we shake the globe, the charming home never changes. But our physical home changes. […]
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Advent – Season of Hope Nana turns on her hearing aid–what a miracle! She had forgotten the sweetness of her grandson’s voice. Bandages are removed. Grandpa can see again with almost perfect vision, now unclouded by encroaching cataracts. Their granddaughter, a ballerina, dons her dancing shoes after weeks of therapy. Released from the chronic, throbbing […]
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Advent – Season of Hope The Christmas cactus–it blooms in the winter when the rest of the land lies fallow. Even in the darkest times, in the driest desert, in the dead of winter, hope springs anew: a flower blooms, beauty graces my room, hope dances in my heart. The desert and the parched land […]
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Advent – Season of Hope A small shoot springs up in the dirt-filled paper cup my grandson has brought home from school in mid-December. Spring, not December, is planting time, but I fight the urge to speak this truth: I see the sprout growing against the season. We sit and wonder together at the marvel […]
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