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 paws…
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 we…
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 together,…
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 hoped…
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 a…
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 pick…
I’m now deep into Barbara Kingsolver’s new memoir, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, and have been fed so many wonderful things that I’m struggling to know how to write about them. I have three or four things bouncing around in my head, so I’m going to try and blend them into something both interesting and nourishing, like…
I couldn’t help but notice the teaser on the AOL homepage as I logged on to check my email: “What happened to Lindsay Lohan?” To top it off, they included this picture from her Parent Trap days. For those of you not keeping score at home, 20 year old Lohan was arrested for being high…
I didn’t write last night because it was after midnight when I finally got home. I went with some friends to Fenway Park to see our beloved Red Sox play the Cleveland Indians. The Sox have been on quite a tear so far this season and had won five games straight. Our new pitching sensation,…
I ate all three meals alone today. Well, I was accompanied by the Schnauzers, so I suppose that’s not completely true. Ginger has gone to see her folks on the way to our adult mission trip to Biloxi and I had things to do around the house, so it was a fairly solitary day with…