Monday, March 30, 2009
My church has but one temple,
Wide as the world is wide,
Set with a million stars,
Where a million hearts abide.
My church has no creed to bar
A single brother man
But says, "come thou and worship"
To ever one who can.
My church has no roof nor walls,
Nor floors save the beautiful sod
For fear, I would seem to limit
The love of the illimitable God.
All these years, I have carried my faith inside. It is personal and I keep it close in my heart. And when I feel as if I am most at worship, I am in nature.
As I finished this book, there were tears running down my cheeks. The scene where his eyes are touched so that he might see as they see was beautiful. Each creature worshipping. It brought to mind all of the places where I have found most holy- the Smokey mountains of Tennessee, the Rockies of Colorado, sitting beside Lawn Lake with a sky full of stars pressing down on me at midnight, the Boundary Waters of Minnesota, the Grand Canyon, sunset at Cedar Bluffs which is very near my house, laying in the grass to photograph daffodils and literally hearing the grass growing...these are the times I listen and hear and see the majesty of His Holiness. These are the times I am in awe and worship.
I found William P. Young's interpretation of an age old story to be amazing. No matter what your belief is regarding your faith, if you haven't read this book, I would urge you to do so. It is beautiful.
Thank you, Debbie, for loving me enough to share this story with me! Love you! Me.
Debbie & me at my party the day I graduated from Ball State University, 5/5/07.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Be certain to check for ticks! Your fur children will love you for it.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
In the eighth grade, one of us called the other-"I bought a new winter coat, today." "I bought a new winter coat, today, too!" "Mine is brown wool, with a belt, big buttons, a hood, it is midi-length." "That sounds exactly like my coat." We shopped separately, but bought the same coat. When Bec arrived to visit me in Bloomington on Friday, we hadn't seen one another for nearly two years. I said "oh. my. goodness! we have the same purse! -Kohl's?"
My purse is on the left, hers on the right. When we told the story to someone this weekend we were told "you must have been sisters in a former life."
When she arrived on Friday afternoon, we dashed to Nashville. We got there so fast that when duggles called, he didn't believe we were in Nashville. "How did you get there so fast?" "Because Cheryl drives like a bat out of hell." Let's just say I've made the drive between Bloomington and Nashville many, many times.
On Saturday we explored Bloomington and then Saturday evening, duggles took she and I to one of our favorite local restaurants to celebrate Bec's fiftieth.
Chelsea, me, Bec. For those of you who haven't seen Chelsea for a while, she is nearly full-grown. She will be one year on June 30.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
You. You know who I’m talking about. And you have no one to blame but yourself. This is what happens when you chew [two] holes in Daddy’s loveseat and when you get into Mommy’s purse and get the Netflix cd out – that was in the envelope, ready to go back to Netflix – and you chew it beyond recognition.
Just think about what you’ve done and when you are ready to be a good girl – you can come out of there. But until then, that is you – incarcerated puprs.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
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- Tell me the old, old story - in a brand new way.
- New "do."
- Here is what they are doing
- They are at it, again!
- No more of this
- Sweet bird
- Narcissus Pseudonarcissus
- "The moon, the moon, they danced by the light of t...
- The dynamic duo - back together, again.
- Look what I found!
- Incarcerated Puprs
- What do you know - she didn't make it up.
- Fever dreams
- On writing.
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