When I was young, I was hoping for something, I don’t remember what. But it involved a letter arriving in the mail. I was slumping around, despondent, certain the news would be bad. My mother said, “Look at you, you haven’t even read the letter yet!” Then she added something that has stuck with me ever since: “You...
Which one of these isn’t like the other ones?
Lenten beauty is like manna. It can’t be hoarded, or it will rot. The point is to take a moment each day, think of God, and add some beauty to the world. So, today, you get 4 lenten beauties, because they all came from one trip to the grocery store.
“What are you giving up for Lent?” my tribe asks. I say “tribe” because my brilliant writing coach friend taught me to view those who share my questions in life as my tribe.
The question didn’t spring itself on me this morning. I knew Lent was coming since the day of Epiphany in early January. Mardi Gras (or carnival) inevitably rolls into Lent...
Graffiti. A bare tree. My dog’s pink tongue. This is where I’m seeing God these days.
My Lenten discipline this year for the forty days preceding Easter is to see God every day and share my sightings on my Facebook author page. I’ve had many, varied Lenten disciplines over the years. During my childhood, mostly no sweets. As...
Someone posts a photo of her beloved pet, and I weep.
Someone posts a photo of a great flash mob, and I weep.
Someone posts a quote, and I weep.
I believe I’m ready for Lent to be over.
I don’t think I’m put together for an extended period of intentional deprivation. I’m MUCH better at deprivation over which I have no...