NOTE: Today’s post is a little graphic. Morgue thoughts ahead… Hop off here if a little fluids talk gets to you. Today during our usual afternoon chat at work, my boss Tim was telling me about a book he’s been reading that he’s enjoyed. Written by Iceland author Arnuldar Indridason, “Jar City” is a...
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Yesterday morning, I was grateful to play hooky from church and just enjoy the quiet of a Sunday morning at home. After my chores, I climbed into a chair at the bar table in the back of my kitchen, opened my journal, and then opened Mark Batterson’s book, “In A Pit With A Lion...
Read more →I don’t know. Maybe it’s just the way I am. Or I’ve always been this way. The great transition has started, I guess. Last weekend was the first weekend of our church meeting in its new facilities. Last weekend was the first weekend that I took a complete sabbatical day off. Last week, I...
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I mentioned last post that I had made a decision to step away from service at church for a bit. A bit of fatigue certainly contributed to the decision. I think feeling overwhelmed with a lot of noise from life is another. I ended up being so involved trying to be a good servant...
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It’s odd. After a cool spring tempered by frequent rain, with the dawning of June, it’s like summer woke up and turned the heat lamp on. Over Memorial weekend, it felt to me that that shift arrived, and with it, my energy stalled. It’s been a weird transition of sorts. For the last three...
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A busy work day after a long Memorial Day weekend, I was grateful it was interrupted midday by a lunch appointment with Steve. I was lost in space driving over to the downtown Monroe’s on Lomas when I realized I had drove past it on Central, and then made a long detour north up...
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It’s been a challenge, but I am at the place right now where I need to speak up, and to put down. After some 3 and a half years at church, setting up every Sunday morning and tearing down every Sunday afternoon, and trying to lead a small group one night a week, I...
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This morning as I was getting around, I thought about an old friend. Well, old friend probably isn’t quite right- he was a childhood friend I was close to for probably two years. I imagine at the time, I was one of his friends, but I think for me, he was one of my...
Read more →It’s been a while, and because of that fact, I appreciate the efforts of my birthday twin and childhood friend Kristy Cole Holliday (“Prone to Wander”), and my boss Tim Price (Tim Price’s “Photo of the Day, Etc.”), who each make it their goal to post one entry a day. They both stay at...
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Tonight, a “friend” of mine on Facebook provided a thoughtful post that I appreciated for its candidness. In preparation of the pruning of her friends list, she at least warned people that she was pulling in and trying to regain some focus in her life, and that some connections would be lopped this evening....
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I often wonder where it came from, this tendency in me. No doubt it was there when I was five, on the playground at school, hanging out on the Weebly-Wobbly that was close to the surrounding fence. I know it was there in middle school, when I would hug the walls walking from class...
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I had the neat experience of meeting a local celebrity last Sunday night. It’s an experience because when you meet a celebrity, you kind of wonder if the magic of who they are in their celebrity-hood will rub off on you at all, and somehow also make you more special. Well, I don’t know...
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For whatever reason, coming into this year, it felt like a good time to review my heart life, and to re-evaluate my faith walk. I felt the need to do this because I was reminded by the example of good friends that faith expresses itself more in what you do than in what you...
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It’s New Year’s, which means it’s time to get up close and personal with ourselves. We get to wipe the slate clean and think about all the things we would differently if we could this year. Some things we can change, and some we can’t. It is the season of resolutions, though, and as...
Read more →It’s Christmas, so it’s as good a time as any to think about the holiday, and what it means to me. It is, after all, besides a commercial boon, a religious holiday, focused on the birth of a child according to a very popular book, who was all human and, at the same time,...
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He had grown up in the area and spent his childhood hiking the hills and running the ridges that jut out above the beaches. He knew the bushes and the berries, the migration paths of the deer and the rock holds that sheltered the turkey and pheasant hiding amongst the trees. His step-father Ansel...
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