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The Missing Piece
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Below is a precious email from my friend Bill. He died a few years ago from complications from an epileptic seizure. Although I know in my mind he is gone, when I read things like this, part of me likes to pretend he’s still knocking around, wearing his white t-shirt and glasses, and as usual, carrying his bag and beloved computer all over kingdom come. I miss you buddy, and I hope you are enjoying that huge, huge house of yours. Maybe we’ll be neighbors one day.
CSA
Monday, November 16, 2009
So George and I decided to split a CSA this season. What’s a CSA you ask? CSA stands for Community Supported Agriculture. It is a way for us to get delicious, organic vegetables every week, and in the words of our farmer, “is a rapidly emerging alternative to conventional food marketing that creates a direct marketing relationship between the consumer and the farm. CSAs allow growers to focus on land stewardship and maintain productive and profitable small farms while meeting needs of the community. Members have a rare opportunity to connect in a meaningful way with other people who care about the food they eat and how it is grown.”
So there you have it.
CSAs-the best way to eat your way through the seasons.
totally stuck in my head
Friday, November 13, 2009
Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
That’s why a bear can rest at ease
With just the bare necessities of life
things i do not like and why my chips are in the fridge
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
I have a problem.
Mice inhabited my house.
I am not happy.
Thank goodness for George,
the manliest man I know.
He is not afraid.
Tomorrow he comes.
Mice beware! For soon you die.
No tears will be shed.
lectio divina
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I’ve recently *read: today* started a new devotional book. I’m not usually one for reading daily devotionals, but recently *read: the last 12 months* I’ve started feeling a bit unraveled and not quite settled. Of the few solaces I’ve found, the primary core consisting of reading, meditating on scripture, shopping, drawing, running, and working, scripture reading is the one bubbling up to the surface as the core healer in my life (great revelation huh?). Although the other things help to hide the wounds and stave off the feelings of out-of-control-ness that has been the last year of my life, scripture is the medicine that is actually bringing healing to my heart. Mostly I tend to read the Psalms and the red letters, the words Jesus said. But as I’m trying to mature in my faith, I’m discovering that the whole Bible is a love story from God to me. It’s a relational story. A healing story. A story of hope.
So yesterday I picked up this devotional book because it follows lectio divina. Which until yesterday, I did not know meant: “reading, thinking, praying and living Scripture with the intention of inviting an infinite, omniscient God into my life.” Sounds like something I could definitely use a heavy dose of for oh say, the rest of my life. I also picked up a new Message Bible, which has recently become my favorite way to read this great and holy book. I thought it was perfect that when I first cracked it, I found Psalm 131.
A Pilgrim Song.
God, I’m not trying to rule the roost,
I don’t want to be king of the mountain.
I haven’t meddled where I have no business
or fantasized grandiose plans.
I’ve kept my feet on the ground,
I’ve cultivated a quiet heart.
Like a baby content in it’s mother’s arms,
my soul is a baby content.
Wait, Israel, for God. Wait with hope.
Hope now; hope always!
WOW. I so want my life to be like this. With the adoption I wrestle every day every minute to not make plans. To wait on the Lord. Wait on His timing for my child. Wait on His timing for our future together. Wait for these storms to pass. Wait for those glorious sun shiny days where I am made complete in Him. Wait for Him.
Wait with hope.
Hope now; hope always!