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I always hear “If God is so wonderful why does he allow bad things to happen?” My thinking is that God gives us free will to exercise as we see fit, and plain and simple, we screw up. I’m just as guilty as the the next person in asking “Why, God, did you let . . . → Read More: Free Will – “I Quit!” Today was a short day. In class it was share day. We were asked to share our picture book or the first page of our chapter book to be discussed by the class. I politely declined this invitation. I knew my picture book wasn't ready, and, rather unusual for me, this has been more of . . . → Read More: Summer Camp – Day 4 “Words must have texture like a crisp fall apple.” “Live every day as if it’s your last because one day you’ll be right!” ….is the way day 3 of summer camp ended. Both of tonight’s keynote speakers were excellent, but the gentleman that I quoted above was absolutely enchanting. Malachy McCourt became a NY Times . . . → Read More: Small Beside the Ocean – Summer Camp Day 3 Day 2 of my writing conference has been a day of learning little things – none of which connect to each other in any way, but yet come in handy at different times. It all started in my morning meditation where the theme was not always looking at ourselves as traveling toward some end . . . → Read More: Just Be – Summer Camp Day 2 Each day I take another step down the hot, slippery sand. Now, almost 8 months into the journey, the slippery steps are fewer, but they still occur and threaten to set me and my beach gear down on my butt in that hot sand. Wednesday was a slip sliddin’ day. Yesterday threatened to be one, . . . → Read More: The Downside of the Beach Path Con’t This summer I just completed a beginning drawing class. In six weeks I went from breaking out into a cold sweat when faced with putting the pencil to the paper to using crayons, pencils, pastels, and even charcoal with almost giddy excitement. I draw everything. I came to view it like child’s play and if . . . → Read More: Stand Back In three days I will be 58 years old and today is the first time I ever went to a movie alone. I was 56 before I ever went to a restaurant and had a meal alone. One would think I didn't like my own company. I thought that too, when first thinking about never . . . → Read More: First Time for Everything Today I came across a sentence about love. It struck me so hard, that just sharing it with you is enough said: The strength of love becomes most apparent when it refuses to be sidetracked by the failures of its beloved. And so, as another day goes by, so much said in so few words, . . . → Read More: Lovestruck There I was, morning yoga class, in Standing Separate Head to Knee pose, forehead smashed against my knee (don’t even ask how you connect those parts), sinuses running out from somewhere in my nasal cavity while at the same time, sweat is running up my nose (again, don’t ask), and here is what the instructor . . . → Read More: Those Uncomfortable Moments in Life I have spent the summer reading the Mitford series by Jan Karon. The main character is an episcopal priest. Now, you may think, just as I did, how could a book about an episcopal priest be even close to interesting? A sixty two year old priest at that. That’s what I said to my friend . . . → Read More: Father Tim – My Hero |
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