The Immortal Spatula
“If they never stain, and your cans don’t have sharp edges, how do they wear out?” Naïve smile, unfeigned readiness to accept all the wonders of the world.
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“If they never stain, and your cans don’t have sharp edges, how do they wear out?” Naïve smile, unfeigned readiness to accept all the wonders of the world.
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I’ve been wanting to hear from you on a couple of items for some time. Would you be willing to answer ten questions for me?
A survey: in which it’s your turn to talk Read More »
We remember other’s words from years ago, words spoken at critical moments, words that shaped us and our view of ourselves and our course in life.
Question: Do words have power? Read More »
Why didn’t I engage there? Because I felt the medium couldn’t handle (perhaps I couldn’t handle) the nuances, and the high likelihood of misunderstanding.
On social media as a platform for controversy Read More »
The other day, I sat in a small white room, waiting. After a while, a nurse walked in. I knew she was a nurse because she was dressed like one and because they had said she would come.
“What ought to be human and isn’t:” More thoughts Read More »
Do you ever wish for an utterly new and unknown food flavor – perhaps an exotic fruit from Tahiti or a mysterious concoction created in a small French kitchen, a subtle, smooth, completely novel taste experience? I do. There’s a name I’m giving it tonight – the flavor is called feliz…
The next new flavor Read More »
We Christians have always been good at line-drawing, and we are usually the ones who do it best. Or, if we dislike our upbringing, the ones who do it worst. The Catholics are too iconic, the Anglicans too liturgical, the black churches too emotive, the Quakers too quiet, the Methodists too formal, the Pentecostals too hyper, the Mennonites too traditional. Private worship is too individualistic, and public is too contrived or too showy. In the end, is there any good way to worship? that’s unlike what we are comfortable with?
Confession: It would help me out a lot this week if you would write in this space instead of me. Here’s how. Twice in a few months’ time, I’ve been given the opportunity to speak to small groups of women about relating with modern technology – especially social media. One of the assignments is behind
Relating with social media Read More »
If there’s one thing that’s being made increasingly clear to me about mothering, it is that my frustrations are not unique to me. We’re not as alone as we think we are. The other day I wrote a questionnaire for my kids, out of vexation with a few of our relational rough spots. I made it with my
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Confession: When I used the word chartreuse in a blog post and some of you said you had to look it up, I decided I ought to as well, to see if Google Images showed the color I had in mind. It did. (For something breathtaking, try googling chartreuse and gray.) It also led me
The Mandela Effect and me Read More »