Sometimes I feel like a Cranky Old Woman. You know the ones - their benchmark for all things good is the past, and they long ago lost their wonder at the sheer miracle of living. Instagram can do that to me. But it's not the attention-seeking self-focus of the world that bothers me. It's all … Continue reading Polishing Pennies
This past Sunday was World Down Syndrome Day, and many of us who love someone with DS posted their smiling pictures on our social media feeds (me included). But is Down Syndrome really something to celebrate? Many people want to eliminate Down Syndrome. By this they mean eliminating people with Down Syndrome in the womb. … Continue reading Celebrating Down Syndrome?
Photo by Diverse Graphics on Pexels.com Down at the end of Deerfoot Lane, where pavement gave way to ruts and rocks, He met me, perched on a sun-warmed boulder, the valley and mountains beyond hinting of other places, other lives. And I, like a fledgling jay, waiting to soar. In songs sung around a campfire … Continue reading Where He Met Me
"She did what she could," Jesus said. She had taken her life savings in the form of perfume and anointed His head, weeping in gratitude for His love. For His gaze, noticing her in her ordinary life. He had defended her before, to a demanding sister. "Mary has chosen what is better, and it will … Continue reading She Did What She Could
When I first heard about Lent, it sounded like a strange sort of diet: This person was giving up chocolate, the other was giving up sugar, and a third was giving up TV. To what end, I was never sure. It seemed to me like a religious do-over for failed New Year's resolutions. Lent wasn't … Continue reading Marked by Ashes