deep sea painting (acrylic on wood)
After all the planning and food prep, Thanksgiving has come and gone. I have to give a shout out to my mom who is a one man band in the kitchen, turning out buttery mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes with candied pecans, spicy sausage bread stuffing, green beans almondine, sweet corn, cranberry relish, applesauce, apple pie, […]
Part 1 of my Valentine story. I met Pete at my sister’s wedding. I first spied him through the kitchen window setting up chairs in the yard. He was the cutest guy in the wedding party, I noted, even though I could tell he wasn’t really my type. At this point I was still the […]
I was an urban professional with a preference for black and steel walking into a family of colonial country plaid and floral.
I’m writing about physical illness, but really this applies to any kind of prolonged suffering, any kind of anguished waiting that seems to never end. Days of pain, years of waiting, takes its toll. You just get sick of being sick. But as long as you’re breathing, as long as God still lives, don’t give […]
I want to read Emily Freeman’s book, Grace for the Good Girl, the way my three year old wanted to hear me talk about him on his play phone. He would hand me the phone and wait expectantly while I gave the listener a play by play description of his activities. He wanted to see […]
A disciple’s look at five loaves and two fish. Luke 9:10-17 Crowds. I see them in my dream. Bodies, faces, sweat and heat. And hands, so many hands, reaching and clutching. Jesus had sent us out with the power to preach and heal. What a privilege. What a responsibility. We’re home now, pressing through yet […]
Musing on Genesis 2 I’m surprised to discover, after all the hoopla of the first five days of creation, that we’re still just looking at dirt. I always pictured God creating this lush green earth, teeming with creatures, and then plunking man down in the middle of it. But apparently, that’s not necessarily how it happened. […]
Musing on Genesis 1 God could’ve obliterated the darkness, but instead he creates light and separates it from the darkness, allowing dark and light to exist side by side. The light helps us to comprehend the darkness. The light, he says, is “good.” (As opposed to “not good”? Is it possible to be “not good”– […]
The woman had never paid much attention to the serpent, not that she could recall. He had stayed on the periphery, his voice interjecting occasionally, but always under the radar.
“The serpent deceived me,” the woman said, hoping to mitigate what she was about to say next. “That’s why I ate it.” She was relieved when God turned his attention to the serpent.
The killing had been quick and easy. Too easy. Abel had suspected nothing and offered no resistance. In a moment the light had gone out of his brother’s eyes, “like one of his sacrificial lambs,” Cain thought, but immediately he dismissed it from his mind. He had just finished washing his hands. The dirt from […]