Always Real, Joy, Makes Me Sigh, Wal-Mart

The Grocery Store

Today I had to go to the grocery store. These days that task is as mundane as it sounds. Except for that the grocery store is never mundane, especially if you shop at Walmart as I often do.  Walmart embodies the whole of the broken state of humanity. It is where it all hangs out — literally.  It is the state fair and the airport all in one place.  Every person pushing a cart has some wild crazy Pulitzer Prize winning tragic story.  And I can see that, I can smell it and that lights some…

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Always Real, Christmas, Joy, Makes Me Sigh, Outsmarted, School

The Holiday Shop

If there was one thing I thought I knew about my child it is this:  He cannot keep a secret. Early in December, Sean brought home a flyer from school announcing the annual Holiday Shop!  I put the exclamation point there so you might know just how thrilled I was with this news. The flyer reported which classes would visit the Holiday Shop on which days and at what time.  The flyer also stated with vehemence (probably inferred on my part) that there would be NO preview this year and that the vendor was the same…

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Faith, Joy

Gratitude + Contentment = Joy

Busy today. Another excerpt from my speech. * * * I think most of us recognize the material blessings in our life, that we live in a wealthy country, that all of our needs are met with abundance.  Some of us have a little more, some of us have a little less, but all of us are well off by the standards of the world,  so it’s not too hard to be grateful for our stuff. I do think however that we forget to be grateful for something far more valuable than our stuff, and that…

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Faith, Joy

Joy In Hard Places

I’m off to do car stuff and school stuff and other stuff today.  This is an excerpt from a speech I gave a while back. * * * There is a verse in the book of James that says, “Consider it pure joy my brothers whenever you face trials of many kinds.” Are you kidding me James? Pure joy? In trials? Seriously? I have always struggled with this verse because I can’t imagine that I’m supposed to feel joyful when the world is trying to whack me upside the head, as it seems to like to…

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Joy, Snips And Snails

Forks

So then, Sean’s homework assignment for today included, you guessed it, tally marks. Today his mission was to count the knives, forks and spoons in the silverware drawer and tally them up.  Since most of our everyday silverware was either in the sink or the dishwasher, we went to the formal dining room and pulled open the top draw of the china hutch, where we keep the good stuff. I pulled back the flannel cloth, grabbed all the forks and then laid them in a jumble on a placemat for him to sort.  He carefully laid…

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Joy, Sometimes Sweet

Time Out Or Time In?

I keep this list of things that I want to write about.  Right now this list is about three pages long and four years old.  Like a good stew, I just keep adding new stuff to the top. This morning, I was looking at that list and decided to scroll to the very bottom to see what was on my mind four years ago and what I saw was this:  “Time Out or Time In?” If someone were to find this list after my death, it would lead to the only logical conclusion. She was nuts.…

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Joy

Little Bird, Big Song

Photo Temporarily Unavailable This is a picture AD snapped of Sean and me one Sunday after church recently. I fussed with it in Photoshop (diffused glow I think) and ended up with this sort of aged and dreamy effect which I like. It seems to capture the feeling I have of this season in my life where time is no longer pedestrian and linear but rather bounds like a gazelle, zigzagging from day to week to month and so quickly, my eyes can’t follow.  Hasn’t every parent looked at their child and asked themselves, “How did…

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Joy

Plan For Joy

Nette, one of my treasured long-time readers,  left the following comment on my post yesterday: How did you get from “‘whatever’, let’s just get this mess cleaned up because I’m tired and I still need to make dinner and I don’t have anything thawed out”, to “let me bask in this moment of my child finding art in an accident (which is the best kind) and grab my camera and take a shot or two or three so I can write about my thoughts about this”. The truth is Nette, I plan for joy. I expect…

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Joy

Abstraction

During  a recent gift wrapping fest, Sean noticed this scrap of  ribbon that had fallen to the floor. “Mom! Look!” he shouted like Columbus discovering the Americas. “It’s a baby! This ribbon looks like a baby!” And so it does. I see trash on the floor. He sees art. Together, we stood over the ribbon and marveled at its simple beauty.   We decided that we would take a picture of it so we could keep it forever. As I looked at the scrap of ribbon through the lens of my camera, I thought of how an…

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