June 2009
7 posts
Papa
I was just writing about my grandfather, my Papa, and a misstep on the keyboard erased it all. For some reason I can never come back from an erasure like that. Once I’ve written something I find it almost impossible to even attempt a second draft.
What I was saying is that my time with my papa is limited; I’m acutely aware of our diminishing opportunities to see one another. This...
Traditional Wisdom
Listen to these words from Job to his “friends” in chapter 10:
“I’m sure you speak for all the experts, and when you die there’ll be no one left to tell us how to live. But don’t forget that I also have a brain— I don’t intend to play second fiddle to you. It doesn’t take an expert to know these things.
… ask the animals what they...
Performance
I heard a sentence in Bible class today that just doesn’t ring true to my experience. The teacher was talking about performance and said that while he’d attended many concerts that had left him feeling personally fulfilled, he didn’t ever feel any closer to the people around him. Now, as this was his experience, I can’t disagree. I do, however, feel much differently about...
Brothers, Not Slaves
I’m working on curriculum stuff for our education program at Henderson, and so I’m sorting through the Bible trying to decide what stories or lessons are appropriate for kids and then boiling down each story to a single message about living the way God wants us to. It’s complicated. And I’m starting to realize that a lot of the Bible is PG 13.
Anyway, I just ran across...
Good Gifts
I LOVE finding new ways to make my girls happy. Eve’s pretty simple right now, but London—with her complicated palette :)— gives me plenty of opportunities for creativity. Today we went to McDonald’s for breakfast, just the three of us, and London had pancakes. She enjoyed them vocally. And I smiled because I’d chosen them for her.
Monday, we played tag with the...
Compassion
I’ve been reading Job this week, and last night I started noticing how desperate he seems for understanding—and not just from God. Lonely and hurting, Job wants his friends to listen to him and comfort him. Instead they rail against him and belittle him. They quickly dismiss his feelings and berate him for expressing those feelings honestly. As sad as Job is about what he’s...
Finding it
My best friend recently fell in love, the rush over you like a rapid and knock you down kind of love, the two months and she’s already talking forever kind of love.
Today we met for a day of fun in Memphis, and I couldn’t help but notice how in love they seemed—how he’d look for ways to touch her back or shoulder, how he’d keep his eyes on her, especially when she...
