a week ago today, I celebrated Eucharist at a nursing home in Bloomington, Minnesota. Continue reading
life/blood
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friendly village
I’ve written about china before.
This was a part of my personality that didn’t come out till I left home and established my own nest, but it seems I inherited more than my mother’s penchant for period literature–I’m obsessed with dishware and love to throw a really good party, just like my mom does. Continue reading
“it is what it is”
The last weeks, I’ve been struggling with reality–pushing against walls that aren’t gonna budge, scraping my hands and bruising my head. Continue reading
good reads
Husband & I have been in Boston this weekend, visiting those college students who are retreating as part of the Augustine Collective, a network of Christian thought journals as elite universities throughout the US.
Here, I met another former editor (like husband) of the Harvard Ichthus, Jordan Monge, whose testimony was published in Christianity Today in 2013. I heartily recommend it, and hope it warms your heart and encourages your spirit as it, the the retreat here, has mine.
Quotation of the Day
“…Oh, we have only so many words to think with.
Say God’s not fire, say anything, say God’s
a phone, maybe. You know you didn’t order a phone,
but there it is. It rings. You don’t know who it could be.
You don’t want to talk, so you pull out
the plug. It rings. You smash it with a hammer
till it bleeds springs and coils and clobbery
metal bits. It rings again. You pick it up
and a voice you love whispers hello.”
Jeanne Murray Walker, Staying Power
hope of things not seen 