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On Perspective, and Resurrection

(Easter is mostly over, and my newsfeed is awash in scrubbed faces, pouffy dresses, and coordinating outfits-of which I am a willing participant, don’t get me wrong. But there is still time for a meditation on Resurrection Sunday, because truthfully we celebrate year round. Written last Sunday, technically). I’m tucked in the corner of a wooden pew in a small, brick-clad Anglican church in Knoxville, TN. My children, my wild ones, make quiet reflection an elusive, tantalizing goal on Sunday mornings....

Thoughts On Communion

{Editor’s Note: I actually wrote this a few weeks ago. I’ve been sitting on it. I scribbled it out in my trusty notebook, then set it aside to simmer … I do this sometimes. I write out hasty paragraphs and then come back days later, all rational and deadly. Whole lines die, thoughts heartlessly snuffed out in the pursuit of literary and grammar excellence. Or at least literary goodenoughness. Not the point though. Anyway, I am guest blogging for F.R.A.Z.L.E.D. Military Wives Christian Network …...

Strangely Dim ….

“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” ~Matthew 6:19-21 Well. I feel like I’ve gone ten rounds and I’m climbing back in the ring for another round …. I went around telling...

If only . . .

The other day I was washing the dishes and J. was helping. I use the term “helping” in the loosest possible interpretation of the word. Her idea of helping is to obtain multiple (clean) spoons, stick them under the running water in a manner calculated to splash the MOST water onto the counter . . . and me . . . and the floor . . . then drink out of the spoon. On this particular day, because I opened...