Holy spaces, sanctuary places, safe people are already embedded into our real lives. On my morning walk through a nearby wooded area, there is a particular stretch of the walk that I call my sanctuary. The trees form an arch. Light filters through the trees in a way that takes my eyes up every time.… Continue reading Sanctuary Places and People
In Christianity, there's not really even a name for that Saturday. No one seems to know what to do with the day in between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. It is such an awful, awkward, painful day. I've heard it called Holy Saturday, but not much. Even the Bible doesn't have much to say about… Continue reading That Silent Saturday
If you read my last entry, you are aware that last week I had to move almost everything from inside the house to the garage to get ready for ceiling and floor work at our home. I ended the week sore, bruised and really sick of my stuff. It was particularly difficult in the pantry,… Continue reading Attention
So, we arrived home last night. My husband had to work first thing this morning. I luckily, have a cushion day in which do buy groceries, do laundry and such. I also took some time to answer a few emails, get a few things on the calendar for this week and next week.My boys both… Continue reading Re-Entry
Still enjoying my own company. I had no idea I was so pleasant to be around. Except for that part of me that works at the church 24/7. She woke up at two a.m. pondering church things that could surely wait.I amuse myself in solitude. Even though I purposely planned these unstructured days, I keep… Continue reading Solitude Day 2 1/2
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