Archive for the ‘life stuff’ Category
music city drop-out
“Looks like they forgot your guacamole. I’ll get that for you.”
I recognized the voice instantly. I had seen him coming with our tray of food, but thought if I looked away really quickly it wouldn’t be him. I just wanted to pretend I didn’t know him. So I did. I kept my head turned toward Jude as he came back with my ramekin of guac.
life on hold (a season thing)

I walked into the brick building in the industrial park, unsure if I even had the right place. As a warm breeze swept through the wisps of Jude’s blond hair, carrying with it hope and relief, I breathed in. We have been putting life on hold in so many ways since Jude was born. I suppose that’s what happens when a child – especially your first – comes along. But something in the air seemed about to change.
breathe

Remember – the root word of humble and human is the same: humus: earth. We are dust. We are created; it is God who made us and not we ourselves.
Madeleine L’Engle, Walking on Water
As I inhaled and exhaled in concert with the Ashtanga Yoga poses I attempted, I felt it. Felt it toe-tip to scalp. Felt it in my bones and in my soul. It reminded me of the mist that fell on us and the Yountville appellation each morning we spent in Napa. It was a refreshing. A re-birthing. A glimpse of wholeness.
when i am bombarded

An email from World Vision: 1 million homeless.
A letter from St. Jude Children’s Hospital: more than 10,000 children will learn they have cancer this year.
Another email from Not For Sale: 27 million slaves in the world today.
And, as I type this, a tweet: corruption and violence in Sudan continue unchecked.
I am overwhelmed. I read Madeleine L’Engle’s January 28 entry from Glimpses of Grace (yes, accidentally a day early).
what does love do?

You are never more like Christ than when you are choked with compassion over the brokenness of others.
- Brennan Manning
“…the magnitude of this catastrophe is enormous.”
I felt small as I read the email from World Vision. Like most everyone, I’ve been catching snippets of information and news feeds of images from Haiti’s devastating earthquake. And, with reality setting in, I am at a loss as to how to respond.



