Thursday, November 14, 2013

In Ten Words:searching . preparing . tea . writing . friendships . hopeful . wandering . pumpkin . longing . caribou mug (I concede the last one is 2 words.) Perfect Day:Sunday. No matter how tired, frustrated, stressed, worried, and anxious I am about everything, from the time I enter into worship in the morning, take the afternoon to wander and be quiet, and then spend the evening with the youth group, it's a day full of spiritual refreshment. I wish all days could...

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

I usually think of birds symbolizing adventure, soaring on the wind, taking the breeze wherever it leads them. Watching them fly on the streams of air, I often forget that they just sit, too. I recently saw several birds sitting on phone wires and singing to each other. And I couldn't help but wonder about their seemingly content nature, just resting and enjoying the place they're at. Part of me longs for adventure, always wanting to fly away. But many times, I often...

Friday, November 1, 2013

somewhere south of bemidji, mn it seems to me i'd like to go where bells ne'er ring or whistles blow; where clocks ne'er strike and gongs ne'er sound,but where there's stillness all around. not real still stillness - just the trees' low whisperings or the croon of bees; the drowsy tinkling of the rill, or twilight song of whippoorwill. 'twould be a joy could i behold the dappled fields of green and gold, or in the cool, sweet clover lie and watch the cloud-ships drifting...