• cheers for church

    by  • June 20, 2007 • 7 Comments

    This has been one of those weeks where Ginger’s schedule and mine leave us feeling as though we live in different time zones, so I rode with her to her meeting on the other side of Boston just so we could have time in the car together both going and coming back. While she...

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    music for a summer day

    by  • June 18, 2007 • 9 Comments

    Summer has finally made it’s way here: the day is clear and we’re going to hit 80. (I realize that’s spring for you Texas folks.) Since I wrote about “Angel from Montgomery,” I’ve had songs on my mind and have now spent the better part of the morning perusing Youtube to see what I...

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    meme, meme, meme — it’s all about meme

    by  • June 16, 2007 • 7 Comments

    Since I started blogging about eighteen months ago I’ve passed on most of the memes that have come my way (OK, all of the memes) mostly because I use this forum to work on my writing. This week, however, I’ve been tagged several times for the “Eight Random Things” meme and it’s Saturday morning...

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    by  • June 14, 2007 • 7 Comments

    once in seventh grade I think our teacher gave us a page of words without punctuation or capital letters and we had to figure out where the sentences were and how to make sense of the words the words could be divided up in more ways than one sort of like how my life...

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    by  • June 13, 2007 • 5 Comments

    an abandoned housefalls down from neglectit’s trueI’ve seen it happenloneliness rots the woodemptiness eats awaythe foundationlike a termite keep a househabitated and it won’twear outas long as there arefeet on the floorvoices in the hallreasons tostay home the one who firstdrove nails into wood atour addresscouldn’t have knownwe would paintthe kitchen floorblue with purplepuppy...

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    seven summers at the beach

    by  • June 12, 2007 • 10 Comments

    that would be a good titlefor your book about depressionshe said, as if it were somethingI could come home and putinto words that could one daybe pulled from the shelf she knows I have it in memy darkness has ebbedand flowed like the tideseach season sometimes quietsometimes lashing againstthe sea wall throwing stones when...

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    what god sounds like

    by  • June 11, 2007 • 6 Comments

    I know what the voice of God sounds like. I heard it at church this morning when our pre-kindergarten and kindergarten age children led us in our prayer of confession as a part of our worship service celebrating our children. Five or six little munchkins stood at the front of the church and said...

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    the wonder of birds

    by  • June 7, 2007 • 7 Comments

    I came home from writing yesterday to find a small box addressed to me in the mailbox. Inside were four CDs of a band I knew only by name and a note from a wonderfully caring person who talked about what the music of The Innocence Mission had meant to her and how she...

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    sand in my eyes

    by  • June 6, 2007 • 2 Comments

    Some days writing is pulling teeth. Other days, ideas come falling out like old toys from an overstuffed closet. Today is one of the latter. The trail of my thoughts goes something like this: I started at The Upward Way Press, which led me to this article on the weight of the Internet. Here’s...

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    I don’t know

    by  • June 5, 2007 • 2 Comments

    What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. Is there anything of which one can say, Look! This is something new? It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time. — Ecclesiastes 1:9, 10 If I had to...

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