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No Quid Pro Quo

No Quid Pro Quo

The other day I realized that my relationship with God has been one where I meander through life based upon the survival narrative (I did what I had to do to survive), and that He has helped me clear the hurtles, find the next path, accomplish the things that seemed...

Shouting From the Back Forty

Shouting From the Back Forty

I’ve been stuck in a yo-yo of inertia … indecision … needing to pursue a destination, an “I will know it when I see it” target obstructed from view by a muddied line of sight. I lean to the right, peering through the mist, and then to the left, to no avail. My...

The Hound of Heaven*

The Hound of Heaven*

This week I’m home alone with my youngest daughter. My oldest daughter pops in and out between her shifts and visits with her boyfriend. She has a new cat. She promised it would be no problem at all. But ... I’m worried. The last time I peeked into her room, the cat...

A Chaos of Mind

A Chaos of Mind

Writing is a revelatory process for me. And I haven’t done it for a couple of weeks because life sometimes happens, and this time when it happened, I found myself engrossed for 8 days straight in a project to move my office to my daughter’s upstairs bedroom space...

The Inside Voice – A Little Navel Gazing

The Inside Voice – A Little Navel Gazing

So, I listened to a podcast the other day about attachment disorder. Mikhaila Peterson is my latest preferred podcaster for two reasons. First, she has awesome guests and they do long form interviews, so there’s time to go deep. Second, I like her personality. I did...

Russell

Russell

I joined a website about 18 months ago. I call it a website because I’m not sure what else to call it. Basically, you join as a member and create a little space of your own where you can blog and post (I blogged about Christian spirituality), entertain comments, and...

Am I Quitting? … or Am I Surrendering?

Am I Quitting? … or Am I Surrendering?

Is there a difference? And what about the other questions? Like, “Am I Apathetic?” or “Am I Indifferent?” It’s too easy to contemplate affecting a complete withdrawal of effort when you’ve “tried” and “did not do,” disappointing my friend Yoda given the immeasurable...

When the Rules Wall Us Off

When the Rules Wall Us Off

We spent last week in a really nice RV resort, one that included full hook-ups, something I knew nothing about beforehand. I was pleasantly surprised when we settled in, never having to pack up and leave in search of shade during unusually warm days, run down to the...

You Can’t Just “Shout!” It Out

You Can’t Just “Shout!” It Out

In the movie “Oh Brother, Where Art Thou,” George Clooney, who use to be much better looking, is driving away from the scene of a river baptism with his two fellow escaped convicts in the car with him. One of them had taken the plunge himself and was singing with joy...

Try Try Again

Try Try Again

I’ve been steeped in research, gathering photos, matching likenesses to known persons profiled on Wikipedia, and reviewing maps and dates all the while praying my mind would eventually wrap itself around the largesse of the story, at least to the point I might tell a...

Split Focus

Split Focus

God began early, hunting me down and taking hold of me when I was just a child in Farmington, Connecticut. I wasn’t born there, but close by in Maine at a Naval hospital that no longer calls itself a hospital, and to this day still raises questions of its location;...

A Life Redeemed from Destruction

A Life Redeemed from Destruction

Yesterday I wrote a piece that provoked some interesting comments, including an entire sub thread about something that had little to do with the original post. That’s how things go on Ricochet. If I’ve learned anything from this past year, it’s that people in my...

Links in a Chain: Confession … Obedience … Healing …. Wholeness

Links in a Chain: Confession … Obedience … Healing …. Wholeness

Jordan Peterson hit my radar about the same time that Candace Owens posted her first hilarious video coming out as a conservative. I think that was at least four years ago, maybe a little longer. I quickly became enthralled with the way he thought out loud in the...

Boxed Out

Boxed Out

It’s happened often that I hear something from the Almighty … a pithy bullet point or an image worth a thousand words, that pops into my mind as I sit in the garden enjoying the touch of His breeze … His exhale … on my face. I believe He told me several months back...

A Suffering That Leads to Rest

A Suffering That Leads to Rest

We went to a church in my old hood Sunday. It was in the backyard of the pastor’s house, set with a mish-mash of folding chairs and patio tables, including one with coffee, kid drinks, and other treats. I’m guessing there were around 20 or so people there, another...

The Temptation to Doubt: Was it God … or Just a Thing?

The Temptation to Doubt: Was it God … or Just a Thing?

I didn’t sleep much last night, which isn’t very different from every other night, but last night I had something new on my mind. Images of my mother’s ravaged body after decades of experimental drugs administered by heinous injections intended to treat her RA, which...

Words “are” Power

Words “are” Power

I prefer order. And predictability. Safe spaces are nice too, but not the ones we hear about on college campuses. Those are for once open-minded youths that have now been turned into feeble cowards who, 1) don’t know who they are yet, 2) don’t know what they truly...

Peter’s Rocky Road to Restoration

Peter’s Rocky Road to Restoration

My daughter is in a relationship with her first somewhat serious boyfriend. She often wonders aloud whether I approve, whether I want her to break up with him, whether I support the relationship. One day on the phone, the topic came up again. “Mom, do you want me to...

Watching Her Walk

Watching Her Walk

I watched her walk down the hall toward her bedroom, her right heel falling short of the hardwood floor, each step jostling her little frame to the left in an exaggerated sway, the next step shooting her spine straight and vertical, and then falling to the sway again...

My First Yom Kippur

My First Yom Kippur

It began at 10:00 am EST.  Anxious to learn why the rabbi had had such a sense of urgency about attendance, I secluded myself away from the family and watched with my full attention. By the time it ended, I felt like I’d been punched in the gut by Mohammed Ali. Dang...

Take a Breath

Take a Breath

I’ve made it to the seventh day, which is 15% through my 45-day posting challenge. So far I’ve had readers from Russia, China, South Africa, and France. The hits from the U.S. were probably just me and my husband. Anyway, I got a comment too, but it was in Russian so...

The Waiting

The Waiting

There are mysteries that perplex us all, yet without them we wouldn’t enjoy being human. We humans are awakened and motivated by mystery. We have a natural curiosity to explore and find out what's real and what's true. Personally, I think humans are amazing creations....

Perspective

Perspective

The fomenting of fear aims to do one thing: control the masses. If one can form a cloud of fear and place it above a people, making it hover and restrict the view, then one can paint a false picture of reality, and thereby gain some ability to bring a people under...

Church, Church, Church

Church, Church, Church

I’m a writer. I write books. Sometimes they sell and sometimes they don’t. Mostly they don’t. I used to care, but after a while you realize that unless you’re willing to take out a second on the house and pour tens of thousands into ads every month … you heard me …...