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November 28, 2017
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
November 27, 2017
Monday, November 27, 2017
It was a morning like other mornings and yet perfect among mornings. ~ John Steinbeck, The Pearl Monday. Begin again. Peace this morning after a restful night’s sleep. Thank you. Some days you’re the window; some days you’re the big. Some days you feel like the bug’s guts when you come to the end of
November 26, 2017
Sunday, November 26, 2017
Generally what is more important than getting watertight answers is learning to ask the right questions. ~ Madeleine L’Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art Wisdom tells me to ask, and then stop. And listen. Ears and eyes and heart wide open. Isn’t this a wiser course than where my natural tendency wants
November 25, 2017
Saturday, November 25, 2017
Light Light The visible reminder of Invisible Light.” ~ T.S. Eliot Yesterday, in keeping with the tradition for the day after Thanksgiving that I picked up during our tenure living in the U.S., I decorated for Christmas. It looks a bit different this year: just two simple non-traditional trees—one in the living room, the other
November 24, 2017
Friday, November 24, 2017
One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family. ~ Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated We pick up a single piece of fish and chips on the way. Gerry’s sister, Barb, is already there when we arrive at the care home for a quiet
November 23, 2017
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.” ~ Epicurus The tinkling of the alarm on Gerry’s phone breaks the sweet silence in which I sit and read and ruminate. ”Oh, Thursday morning.” My husband rolls
November 22, 2017
Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Books don’t change people; paragraphs do. Sometimes even sentences. ~ John Piper, A Godward Life: Savoring the Supremacy of God in All of Life Busy day yesterday but that doesn’t explain why I slept in. I hate sleeping in. Throws my whole day off. So, behind before I begin and, as a result, leaning in
November 21, 2017
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
There is still no cure for the common birthday. ~John Glenn It’s Gerry’s birthday today—seven perfect tens. This man is generous and always has an encouraging word. He thinks about the other person before himself. He has a heart for serving and will throw himself in wherever he sees something that needs doing, never waiting to
November 20, 2017
Monday, November 20, 2017
Good people turn to love, courage and kindness in times of crisis, not hate, fear and cruelty. ~ Laurence Overmire In light of heartache as a result of something I heard yesterday I consider my words. I tap out a few sentences, then pause—backspace. Try again. Whatever thoughts spill out through my fingers seem trite
Listen . . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees And fall. ~ Adelaide Crapsey The wind is howling this morning; it will make short work of the few leaves that still cling to branches. It was odd, a few weeks ago when the snowpocalypse
