Week 26 – Judgmental Giraffes and the Kingdom of Hope Ezekiel Chapters 43-48 We have a wooden giraffe with a missing ear who lives on the mantle above our fireplace. I think the ear is in a tub of Christmas decorations in the attic above our garage. If you ever come to visit and sit… Read More »
Week 25 – Cornbread, Buttermilk and the Volcanicane of Glory Ezekiel Chapters 38-42 Cornbread and buttermilk are culinary wonders that feed something deep in my soul. I grew up eating cornbread weekly. Monday was beans and cornbread. I don’t know why Monday was beans and cornbread, but it was, and I loved it. I’ve often… Read More »
Ezekiel Chapters 33-37 I love being human. It’s messy, of course. It often doesn’t make sense. I have more questions than answers. Humans get tired and grumpy and stinky. We make mistakes. Lots of them. So many that I often think of mistakes as dark pigment for a painter. They provide contrast, shading, shadows, darkness… Read More »
Ezekiel 28-32 I normally try to write something here to engage you, dear reader, instead of boring you to tears right off the bat. Something witty or captivating. But as I was sitting here thinking about how I would tie something into five chapters in Ezekiel dealing with God’s judgement over nations and the shifting… Read More »
Ezekiel 24 I treasure a good night sleep now more than ever. Uninterrupted slumber feels like small gift tucked at the back the Christmas tree, until you spot it shining in a cascade of green ribbon curls, your name on the tag. Someone cared enough to wrap this just for you and it makes everything… Read More »
Ezekiel Chapters 19-22 We have four beautiful children, each 2 years apart, which means that our life is full of motion. Constant motion. Like blood through arteries, our days accelerate with every heartbeat, squeezing into capillaries so tiny the blood cells pass through single file like Kindergarteners walking hand in hand to recess. When the… Read More »
Ezekiel Chapters 15-18 I type this from a wingback chair in a hotel in Topeka. Wingback may be the wrong name for this kind of chair, but the folder in my brain that holds chair names is very thin and has other furniture names thrown in there like “ottoman” and whatever neurotransmitter is responsible for… Read More »
Ezekiel Chapter 11 Life is hard. I should say that life can be hard. It isn’t always. Life is certainly harder for some than for others, but even people who live what most would consider an easy life have to do hard things. We weep, we fail, we disappoint. But if you’re reading this you… Read More »
Ezekiel Chapter 8 If you have spent much time around our home, you know that the word quiet is not one of the many adjectives a person would normally use to describe it. But this particular evening is one of rare quiet, like an Oklahoma day with only a gentle breeze just sort of stirring… Read More »
Ezekiel chapters 1-4 Laundry is a constant reminder that we live in a fallen world. For those of us who are fortunate enough to own the magical machines called washing machines, the process is relatively easy. I call the washing machine The Clothes Washer because we call the other machine that washes dirty things we… Read More »
