Wednesday, September 8th, 2010

Selective Vision (Looking for the Least)

These are the eyes of the Lord:
Jesus went into the synagogue again and noticed a man with a deformed hand . . .
The Lord’s eyes look for the sick, the deformed, the sinners. Of all those in the synagogue, who is the one He notices? A man whose hand was ugly, [...]

Thursday, June 3rd, 2010

Who, Me?

At the library I see Danika, one of the best children’s specialists the Rockrimmon Branch has ever known. At the checkout counter I see Nancy scanning our weekly checkouts, two dozen or so on a typical Friday. I walk one building over to the Safeway, where I see Paul bagging our chocolate chips, [...]

Thursday, April 22nd, 2010

The Color of Morning

The color of morning coming
through big windows behind me

The color of morning
on a door ajar

And on the other side of the door
a crack of black
unknown

I love the light on this side
of the door
I know what is here in the morning
light
But what if He calls me to open
that door to the dark and step
to the other [...]

Wednesday, March 31st, 2010

Motivated By Love, Not Rules

It was my favorite part of summer: my sons’ swim lessons at Wilson Ranch Pool. For two weeks, their swim lessons imposed on me forty minutes per day of forced sunbathing and relaxing. (I know. Poor me.) I lounged poolside while they worked hard at long water-treading tests and the impossible [...]

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

Mistaken

Museum map in hand, I rushed through the National Gallery of Art in a visual binge, knowing I only had about fifteen minutes. I almost rushed past one wall, but the girl captivated me. She grabbed my heart and bid me stay. The label on the wall read, “A Girl with a [...]

Thursday, December 3rd, 2009

The Joke’s on Me

I was the youngest of five, gullible, and afraid of bugs—a combination making me an easy teasing target.
“Something’s in your hair,” one of my siblings casually mentioned.
“What is it?!” I answered with a nervous tone (my first mistake). They caught it, all four of them, and pounced at the opportunity.
“I don’t know!” one answered, [...]