Month: December 2014

Arrived!

The new family   The Baby Tall Joseph, his journey finished The flock (and Jonah’s whale) The angels, all of them The joyous, protective frog The proud mother, author of the Magnificat: “God has scattered the proud in their conceit casting down the mighty from their thronesand lifting up the lowly”                          ...

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The Last Day of Advent

She began the journey on her own (don’t we all?) Mary on the concrete bench and knelt in awe of what was to come kneeling in expectancy before forging on the responsibility of being chosen only to have Joseph joyfully join her journey the mantle of companionship when they were promptly overtaken by the world Mary and Tall Joseph and taken...

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How to Prepare for Hip Surgery

I attended a class today to learn what to expect when having hip surgery. It was okay information, stuff like what drugs to quit taking, when to arrive on the day, how long to wait before driving after surgery, that type of thing. The nurse was very helpful and patient with all my questions (“Can I ride home in my husband’s Camero?” Answer: No),...

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My Favorite Images of Christmas 2014 (so far)

Standing at the point on Poplar during rush-hour traffic waving at the passing cars in the most half-assed living nativity I’ve ever seen-what was missing, you might ask? Mary for one. And Joseph. And the Baby Jesus (except for the moment when the bearded man in the toga (a shepherd) lay down on the hay bale and popped his thumb in this...

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Love Your Heart!

I love this book. It’s about a young woman who goes on a cross-country train trip to clear her dead daddy’s name and winds up repairing her relationship with her mother. It’s funny—really funny—and sad. And, in parts, wise and faintly political—it decries the commercial abuse of chickens. The main character is Southern to her...

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How God Comes

“I never procrastinate, except for Christmas shopping,” I told the woman . . . as I bought my last gift the evening before I left at six am the next morning to see my folks at Thanksgiving and exchange gifts. “So I’m still procrastinating, just earlier.” It’s no surprise, then, that I am a teensy bit late telling...

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