Sixth grade class play. Sitting on the dusty stage, gazing across at the little red-headed boy. Who knew a heart could swell so big? Little kids and country singers know the secret of grand dreams, great loves, and gargantuan disappointments. You have to live with your whole heart. I have been learning again lately about... Continue Reading →
Jury Duty, Babies, Funerals, and Car Trouble
So I spent last week in jury duty. Have you had this delightful opportunity yet? You go in for what you assume will be just a day, a blip in your life -- you reschedule, postpone, mush things, sit awkwardly in a packed waiting room full of fidgety folks, look at your watch one too... Continue Reading →
Everything You Need for 5 Months in the Back of a Dodge Durango
There's something about packing that really brings home the big truths about life: I do not need that many shoes. I have bottles of cardamom, turmeric, and coriander that I have used maybe once but that have been occupying space in my little cabinet for a whole lotta years. And I really do not plan... Continue Reading →
Dreamer or Pragmatist, Part III
I've been thinking a lot lately about prayer, the bringing to God of our deep desires. You've got to be willing to hold them loose and let them go. I suspect Dietrich Bonhoeffer would give an earful to anyone who claims God is in the wish-fulfillment business. A Christian life is the life of the... Continue Reading →
Dreamer or Pragmatist, Part II
I have been thinking a lot lately about goals. There's been an empire of self-help books built on Specific Measurable Attainable Realistic Timely goals, goals that get results. Michael Hyatt, in his recent book Platform, devotes a good deal of time to the subject, giving helpful examples like: "Make one hundred thousand dollars a year... Continue Reading →
Dreamer or pragmatist? Part I
I have been thinking a lot lately about desire, the deeply rooted longings that define our unique identities. John Eldredge writes, "We are desire. It is the essence of the human soul, the secret of our existence. Absolutely nothing of human greatness is ever accomplished without it. Not a symphony has been written, a mountain... Continue Reading →
A little birdwatching
We stood at the top of the hill, at the particular bend in the road where we always turned around, pivoted in the mud, and stood rooted in it, our boots sinking in with stubbornness: here is where we will stay. The sun was setting in a rush; already the shadows rose up from the... Continue Reading →
Zeke
Zeke ate a mouse the other day. Bit the head right off. Zeke is the name of our neighbor's 7-year-old son, but fortunately, he does not come into this story. Zeke also happens to be the name of a very fluffy black cat that has adopted us. I am not a cat person. I hear... Continue Reading →
Late late late
It started on Sunday. There we were, eating cinnamon buns, when a neighbor knocked on the door. "It occurred to me you probably don't realize today is the time change," she said. Daylight Savings? Uh-oh. We are a little unplugged up here on the mountain -- no internet that doesn't require a hike, no phones,... Continue Reading →
sabbatical 1645, "of or suitable for the Sabbath," from L. sabbaticus, from Gk. sabbatikos "of the Sabbath" (see Sabbath). Meaning "a year's absence granted to researchers" (originally one year in seven, to university professors) first recorded 1886 (the thing itself is attested from1880, at Harvard), related to sabbatical year (1599) in Mosaic law, the seventh... Continue Reading →
