Confession: Whatever you think about Simon & Garfunkel, you have to admit the genius. They spun words into dark and silver threads. I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumble: such are promises All lies and jests ‘Til a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest… …All my words […]
Confession: One of my ambitions is to never say No to an opportunity because I am afraid. I do not live this perfectly, and the doors I remember shutting in fear still haunt me. A week or two ago I got a call asking if I would talk to a Mormon lady from Utah, who’s
Confession: My favorite projects are experiments that happen to turn out well. Today I tried two. I found that you can turn a worn out little girl’s dress into a clothespin keeper. I remember my mom having one similar to this, made when I was a girl. For this one, I cut off the hood
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Bluest of skies, perfect temperature My brand new clothesline, quickly revolutionizing the way I feel about laundry The heavenly smell of fresh-crusty, sun-baked clothes Four puffs of gray velvet, old enough now to spit fire at me from their little red mouths and big blue eyes Two boys living outside, digging dirt, building forts, riding
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Confession: Last night I deliberately eavesdropped on the public conversation of two gentlemen. Disclaimer 1: I rarely eavesdrop. Disclaimer 2: And I never eavesdrop on private conversations. It’s against my code of conduct. If I notice you engaged in one, I will hum as I walk by, to block sound waves from reaching me and
Confession: I’m tired. And lazy. These days I would cheerfully sell all I have and give to the poor, whether or not I gained treasure in heaven. All I ask of life is lots of sleep and a leisurely cup of coffee when I awake. But what a lovely week I had! Highlights: Seeing Jean
Confession: Every day of my life, I benefit from the gifts of others. In the past week, Kelly and I have been blessed with girl-gifts above measure. Two Sundays ago my friend Amy (my business-woman, mother-of-five, immaculate-style friend Amy) turned to me just before Sunday school with a look of illumination on her face. “I’m going
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Confession: I’ve found it’s easy to care about the destitute and hard to find ways to make a difference. This week I found a postcard in my mailbox: “On May 12, 2012, letter carriers across the country, in partnership with the U.S. Postal Service, will be collecting food for families in need. It’s easy to
This has felt like a sermon, and I am relieved to come to the close of my inadvertent mini-series on femininity. Here are the two last things I have to say about beauty. Ask yourself carefully if they are true, and listen to the Spirit’s voice. 1. There’s a natural beauty God gives. And He
So. I’m standing in the shower the other morning, still groggy with sleep, still furious from yesterday, and the day before. Furious with God about these feminine dilemmas that don’t make sense, the desperate longing for more and the impossibility of getting it. This girl who’s passionately in love with solitude, independence, adventure, creation, exploration,