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I grew up in Southern California, the land of orange orchards and strawberry fields. I remember well the acres on the corner lot near our elementary school—the Aihara’s place—with row after row of strawberries. I remember two things about my elementary school friend Lynne Aihara—her remarkably beautiful handwriting and sifting rice. When I was invited…
“David began his arithmetic, in the 14th verse (of Psalm 71) with addition: “I will yet praise Thee more and more”; but he is fairly beaten in this first rule of sacred mathematics. His calculation fails him; the mere enumeration of the Lord’s mercies overwhelms his mind; he owns his inadequacy. Reckon either by time,…
More thoughts from my Deck Time, prompted by ‘God in the Yard’ (Spiritual Practice for the Rest of Us)**, an ongoing full stop in the middle of my days. There’s a scientific rule, I think, about forward motion–the more intensely and quickly an object is moving, the harder it is to slow down. Something like…
Cedar River-Renton WA, outside my daughter’s first apartment I’ve been a little preoccupied (okay, a LOT preoccupied) with finding a new teaching position for next year. I’ve felt a stirring to do so, confident (mostly) it’s the right thing to do, but now I’m in the hard part–trusting God to help me. I’d much…
Several ideas swirled in my head about what to write this week–sentiments wrapped up in carefully selected words to leave my readers smiling or encouraged or… approving? But I decided to take a chance and just be real about where I’m at–I know my Father is okay with that. I hope you will be, too. …
The Scarlet Cord There was no faithline or family promises passed on through prayer. Only a bloodline from Creation’s start, A scarlet thread bound and wound together, a cord the color of life made by a Weaver who dyed it red with blood. Woven with the loom of love, a lifeline coming my way~ over…