“For a long time I thought I’d never farted but then I realized farts and gas are the same thing.” – Phoebe I am reading a book with friends. It is fairly brief, but covers great swaths of Christian thought. My brain knows it knows a lot… but can’t remember where anything is filed. So […]Read more "Gas"
When I was growing up we would play 20 Questions. Fairly simple premise, a person would think of something and the group would have 20 questions to figure it out. Almost always someone would ask, “Is it bigger than a bread box?” I suspect this question was handed down from an older generation. I had […]Read more "Know You"
“All these people woke up at 6?!” — Phoebe’s stunned reaction, as she drove to school early for a field trip, at the road filled with cars. I suspect 6am makes everyone feel Phoebe’s statement. At early hours I tend toward morose rambling about the point of our lives.1 Probably because my body wishes I […]Read more "Arise"
I read a Time Magazine article about a toddler in China playing with his mom’s phone. As we all know, type in the wrong passcode too many times and our iPhone locks up. What I did not know is that the time compounds with repeated attempts to unlock. This industrious two year old locked his […]Read more "Lock Out"
We are often wandering the house calling our own phone. Meg had mine – asking the girls – asking me – if anyone had seen or taken her phone. Unfortunately our phones are always on silent vibrate (can’t have our ring tones sound during the sermon). So it is not just a listening game, but […]Read more "unexpected"
Last night at dinner Ezekiel took his egg roll. He carefully inserted one and then the other chopstick. Then the egg roll lifted off the table, with wings to fly, it raced across the sky. His little voice added the jet engines rocket (he knows more sound effects than words) and imagination took flight. It […]Read more "Imagine"
This past week the girls worked together to make cookies. While the mixer turned, they added ingredients. Cups of flour and sugar, sticks of butter churned together. An egg was cracked and then dropped. Shell and all stirred into the dough. Meg quickly turned off the mixer and searched for shells… the big pieces were […]Read more "Strength in Brokenness"