Tearless
. so here is what I want to know about heaven— in a world without tears, how will we ever make sense of the things we humans did to one another on earth? how?
Brain things
A Grimm Tale for Our Time
But Mom, I wish there WERE no chores. Oh really? Oh really, small son? Then listen to my tale… ***** In the high and far-off times, oh best beloved, before iPhones, before sliced bread, before Adam and Eve, God created two special people: the very first man and the very first woman. Now the man’s
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The Daily Lampoon
From Meadville, Pennsylvania, this is Omi Werd reporting. ***** The staff and team members at Confessions were blown away last week by heavy winds of unprecedented interest. Mrs. Zook, author of Confessions, stated herself both “delighted” and “a little overwhelmed” as page views temporarily skyrocketed and comments flew thick and fast. Zook wishes to thank the community
Pop!
Do you know the carnival game where those little balloons float up and you have to shoot them with a gun or a dart? Some of us are like that in discussions, ever so good at shooting down the hopeful ideas and helpful suggestions of others. That just wouldn’t work, because… No, I thought of
Cheap shrimp
Confession: I watched a startling video today and I’m not sure what to think about it. After a six-month study by The Guardian, the video was released to reveal the fact that cheap prawns (shrimp to Americans) come at a high price: human trafficking and slavery. Burmese immigrants pay brokers to bring them into Thailand
Yarn
Sometimes my life spins past me Like a ball of yarn bouncing too fast For me to catch a tail And weave the stories that make sense of it all The colors are mixed. The dark the light and the heavy The scarlet threads of celebration All twist in circles round an ever-spinning ball When
Three hundred voices
Confession: I’ve never figured out when exactly you start feeling like a Good Mom. When my third child was born and I went in for her nth-month checkup, I was shocked to hear my doctor’s words: “Well, you must be getting pretty good at this by now.” Huh?? I’m Mennonite, okay? which means I’m officially
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Displacement
The main caution I have about blogging (reading or writing) is a traditional conservative-Christian concern about—well, really anything new. What is it replacing? Isn’t that a nice conservative tack? “Not so sure about that there new-fangled tractor. What’ll I do with ma horses?” Blogs take time, no argument there. You heard in the interviews a
Personal reflections, largely surprise
Confession: More than anything else, blogging for two years has meant living in perpetual surprise. You surprised me. First of all, you surprised me just by showing up. And then you surprised me with your responses, your warm living unmanageable responses. You’re talkative or taciturn when I least expect it. Your agreement startles me as
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From 9 to 16
The final three interviews today! ***** Ms. Tabitha Schmidt of 16/10 said: I limit my blog reading because I still prefer to read from real paper, not the screen. I was surprised how many of the blogs I subscribe to are written by people I know, probably because two of my favorite bloggers are women I