April 2011
6 posts
Five Leaves Left.
I was walking with M under heavy storm clouds last night, and it dawned on me that in four months (give or take) we’re going to be facing down fall again. When I lived in CA., I would count down the days and months until fall, which as a season didn’t mean so much since the leaves and temperatures didn’t really change until…well…I don’t know if they ever really...
The Great Escape.
Just finished reading Tullian Tchividjian’s “Surprised By Grace”, which is a thought provoking and heart convicting take on the story of Jonah. The national pride that Jonah had for his own people swelled to the point that he had no compassion or grace for the people God was sending him to deliver His message of judgment. His arrogance, self righteousness and anger toward the...
The Acts of Man.
I’m making a return to daily blogging, for better or for worse. And the love of God is as present in the better as it is in the worse, but I feel much more lonely when it’s worse.
The band Midlake has a song called “The Acts of Man” which I find timely in the week leading up to Good Friday and Easter. We’ll never be more keenly aware of our sin than when our eyes are...
Back to the Old House.
In the old days, Sundays meant antique stores. Being that my family’s made up of antique store fanatics, a lot of Sundays were spent hitting all the standard favs, and then ending the day back at the parents house for a BBQ and whatever else.
That was a long time ago now.
But today brough a hint of it all back. As the temperature hit eighty, we hiked the backroads of Ashland until we...
A Design For Life.
I’d never had a big window to look out into the neighborhood until now. It’s nice to sit at the table and stare through this rectangular looking glass, think about the weather, see the wind, and watch the people pass by on foot and vehicle. There’s a unique serenity of being so close to everything that’s happening, but actually be in another world on the other side of the...
The Soft Rains of April.
It hailed, rained and snowed all in a matter of hours, and now, nothing again.
I wonder at the sometimes frenzied yet inconsistent pace of change in our lives.
There will be nothing for years and years, and then suddenly an avalanche, as if underneath it all something has been building the whole time but has just been waiting for the right moment to unleash. And in those moments we...
