Thought in a Meeting

June 24, 2014 § Leave a comment

My mind the sea

its thoughts the craggy rocks

beneath the placid surface


(maybe it’s the beginning of a larger work/poem or just the image by itself)


In the Moment

April 15, 2014 § Leave a comment

After a baby shower this past Saturday and helping flooded-out friends move into a new apartment with, thankfully, most of their belongings, I was physically spent. Friday night, I took in my first Birmingham Barons game with two friends and spent almost into the next day driving around with the windows down and the Girls’ Night Out Spotify station blaring. (Many a Destiny’s Child song was sung.) Like I was in high school or something again. Even though the late night and the even later night baking for the baby shower and the moving ordeal (stairs! two flights!) and prepping for the shower started to make me tire, I had a moment where I thought, “We are loving well.” Many of the people at the shower had been present earlier in the day to help with the move. I didn’t know everyone there, as many were extended family members, but the girls and guys¬†I did know, I’ve known and walked with for a few years now. Watching the parents-to-be open gifts and exchange jabs and jokes at friends and family alike, I was reminded of the good. Lately, I know I’ve been focusing very much inward, on my own struggles and recurring issues, on my wants and don’t-yet-haves, on the things I don’t understand.

When I had that moment at the shower and thought it again when I got home, “This is how we love well,” I was humbled and comforted. It came upon me again today, in the midst of my onslaught of mental ramblings, to be thankful. Thankful for my friends especially and the relationships we’ve built, near and far. Thankful for the phone calls, texts, emails, and even actual cards that keep us together. They are dear to me and I remember them today. Alison, Kristian, Natalie, Susan, Doerun, Leah, Leslie, Laura, Joy, Josie, Shelley, Beth, Sharon, Anna, Callie, Amanda, Christa, Jessica, Jamie, Rachael, Cari, Audrey…they have shaped and nurtured and challenged and blessed me. And, make me want to do the same for them and for those I have yet to meet.

A Day of Rest and Reflection

October 11, 2013 § Leave a comment

I can’t express how grateful I am that the alluded-to slow-down during the Fall at work has occurred. I hope I can continue to handle the stressful, hectic times well, but I do prefer not to be overwhelmed. They’ll come again, everyone assures me, but I’m glad for a respite. And, the ability to take a Friday off! That’s where I find myself today…enjoying the beautiful weather and puttering around the apartment.

After visiting two new churches last weekend, I’ve mulled over the sermons and styles of both. The one most like my previous home sang a very familiar and poignant tune during their service. It has come to mind today, and it is humbling me and making me thankful as well. I’ll share just a portion:

Thy mercy my God is the theme of my song,
The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue.
Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last,
Hath won my affection and bound my soul fast.

Without Thy sweet mercy, I could not live here.
Sin would reduce me to utter despair,
But through Thy free goodness, my spirit’s revived
And He that first made me still keeps me alive.

Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart.
Dissolved by Thy goodness, I fall to the ground
And weep for the praise of the mercy I’ve found.

There’s much to relate to and learn from in these words. How is it that songs and music so often reach us more acutely or resonate with us more profoundly? The same ideas could be said or read and still have weight, but something about the music makes truths even more moving. As that Elton John song goes, “Sad songs they say so much.” Not just sad songs, though I do love a moody melody, but hymns and worshipful songs as well speak so much to me. They say so much about us and our need for a Father, a Comforter, a Savior, One who will never leave us or forsake us.

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