Oh wait, I haven’t been running since I turned 41. That look back makes this like child’s play – a few days in a year is nothing to twenty. And yet, like yesterday or twenty years ago I am again heckled to hate myself and plan my diet-cure by December 31. Continue reading Finding Normal
A prayer small enough for cake, or when I make mistakes;
yet large enough to be, a prayer for eternity.
God help me believe
that what you will bring
is better than
what I want
While I’m here, I pray and ask to be stilled when frenzied and nudged to your side when I stray; restrained from my lower instincts of perceived survival, or following entertainment when it is at the expense of others or my own personal Rule of Life.
And when I get bored Continue reading 40:60 While I’m Here
As part of my personal Rule of Life to include daily Vespers, I’m keeping an eye out – looking for where I can create and experience the essence of Vespers in the City.
Today my personal “vespers” showed up in the Sanctuary at my church. All the lights were off; soft sunshine bent into gentle shadows through our colorful iconic stained glass windows.
The word “richness” shows up no sooner than my slight bow at the front altar. I move to my place on the pew, begin reading today’s Psalms from the Book of Common Prayer, and listen.
“Give yourself, and all you have ever met a fresh start from to-day. Remember no more their sins and failures, or your own. The remembrance is a current of disappointment that hinders the swimmer.”-God Calling
These loving words reach the parts of me that want to condemn the less-than-perfect me, the me that stumbles and falls. They remind me that every single day I get a fresh start, a present where God accompanies my walk as if I am perfectly His, and an easter. Continue reading 40:60