Friday, December 05, 2014

Comfort, Comfort Ye My People

After reading a blog post by Thabati Anyabwile a couple of days ago I have been challenged, in light of current events, to look past the distractions of looting and pillaging mobs (which are still a serious issue, yes) and to examine the root issues through the lens of the gospel.  Behind the sensationalism brought to us by the media lies deep pain and sadness, even fear.  A mother has lost a son.  A wife is now a widow.  The very institutions put in place to defend and protect are feared by an entire segment of our population, many of whom are my brothers and sisters in Christ.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Worldview Miscommunication

Because I'm not so good with the putting-the-words-together-thing in real-life with real-live people, I often wish I had a pause button so that, when stumped with a question or statement that demands a clear and thoughtful answer, I could step away from the conversation and give more thought, prayer, a bit of research, and perhaps find a pithy quote from someone—anyone—profoundly wiser than me in order to contribute intelligently to the exchange of ideas.

Monday, January 20, 2014

Ballad of the Unborn

Last October our friend, Ernie, stopped by a yard sale.  While browsing, he spotted a mug which appealed to him and picked it up for a closer inspection.  The mug was in great condition, but inside he found a folded piece of paper.  He carefully opened the lined paper, yellowed with age, to find a poem written in beautiful handwriting.  When he showed it to the seller she said he could take it with the purchase of the mug.  

When he showed the poem to me I couldn't get past the first stanza without tears.

Sunday, January 05, 2014

Self-Defense For Runners

A couple of weeks ago I signed up for a class offered by one of the local running stores in my new hometown.  This class wasn't about form, or speed, or tempo, or anything like that.  This was about Self-Defense for Runners.  I'm new to the area, am still figuring out where to run, and have not found any running buddies outside of a weekly "social run" sponsored by the same store.  If they're teaching about safety in this new—larger—city in which I now live and run, then it's probably something I ought to learn.

And then, on New Year's Eve, in the park where I recently found my new favorite trail, a runner was killed.

Thursday, January 02, 2014

A Clean Slate

A New Year has begun, a new calendar is ready to be filled.  Fresh and new and full of promise.

But how is this different from one day to the next?  We've exchanged the 13 for a 14, but today is still Thursday, the day before Friday.  Good intentions in the form of "Resolutions" have just as much chance as any intention at the beginning of any week of the year to succeed or fail, according to the strength of my own discipline or the twists and turns of providential circumstance.

Wednesday, December 04, 2013

Moving to Texas: Part 2

Part one of the moving to Texas was basically about packing up and preparing to leave.  This part will be about the drive.  Both are simply telling the mechanics of our move.  Getting to the heart of what it means to me will need to wait for part three.  I'm still mulling that one over.

Driving to our new home involved a packed-to-the-roof 26-foot Penske truck, the largest they rent to non-CDL drivers, towing our packed-to-the-roof minivan behind, and driving Nathaniel's Ford Escape.  Three drivers, two steering wheels, one of which is a normal drive, the other terrifying.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

A Pause for Persimmons

Yes, I'm between Posts 1 and 2 about our move to Texas, but I must have a brief interruption to get this off my chest:

I have discovered persimmons.