Monday, March 22nd, 2010

Annual Spring Almost-Burnout

(High Calling Blogs Book Club:
Loving Monday, by John Beckett, Chapters 22-24
See Laura Boggess’s post (and links to other Book Club posts) here.)
I love Mondays! But . . . do my boys know I do?
In this week’s Book Club chapters, Beckett tells of his experience with Southwest flight attendants who clearly loved their job and [...]

Monday, March 15th, 2010

Loving Monday: Vision and Balance

(High Calling Blogs Book Club:
Loving Monday, by John Beckett, Chapters 18-21
See Laura Boggess’s post (and links to other Book Club posts) here.)
I shake my head a bit and smile at the fact that both “The Balancing Act” and “Vision” are in this week’s Book Club chapters. I sigh in the recollection that, not too [...]

Monday, March 1st, 2010

Snowflakes and Fingerprints

(High Calling Blogs Book Club:
Loving Monday, by John Beckett, Chapters 12-14
See Laura Boggess’s post (and links to other Book Club posts) here.)
Today in our “school room” sit two big desks handed down by a neighbor, now an empty-nester. I still can’t believe he gave us those. They are of beautiful, sturdy oak, fashioned [...]

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

Jesus Was More Than Hands-On

(High Calling Blogs Book Club:
Loving Monday, by John Beckett, Chapters 8-11
See Laura Boggess’s post (and links to other Book Club posts) here.)
When the child was very young we called it “spit-up,” an appropriately mild term for a mere teaspoonful or two of mama’s milk that backed up, the belly being too full to take it [...]

Monday, February 15th, 2010

God Guides the Clueless

(High Calling Blogs Book Club:
Loving Monday, by John Beckett, Chapters 4-7
See Laura’s post here.)
In eleventh grade my life path was already set, as if on cruise control. Like my four siblings before me, I would be a commuter student at a nearby college, UCLA being my top choice. Since my dad was an [...]

Monday, February 8th, 2010

(Privately) On Display

(High Calling Blogs Book Club:
Loving Monday, by John Beckett)
See Laura’s post here.
Half a year ago summer sounds bounced unsubdued through this campground. Tent vinyl yawned open, stretching its muscles cramped from a year in storage. A rolling van door rumbled open to release three siblings and their dog. Fathers and sons told [...]