When I was in eighth grade, I learned to oil paint. Our high school’s art teacher had MS; therefore, she was unable to physically demonstrate the various hands-on techniques we needed to see. We were urged to read books, study finished paintings–which some of us did. For my first and only piece, I chose a […]
Hallways and Doors
Oh my. I go away for a day, because my body has succumbed to all the terrors of stomach flu, and when I come back, I have a small garden of comments on Tuesday’s post. Let’s see. Before I can explain what’s happened (indeed, I thought that the incident would quite pass without me having […]
Seeing the Everyday
If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you’ll know that I’m trying to do exactly that: see the beauty in the small moments of each day. It takes practice, and when the awareness is there, it leads to astounding meaningfulness. My friend Kelly told me about this magazine, and I’ve just subscribed. No ads. […]
The Garden That’s Been Entrusted To You
Poem for today: The Wind, One Brilliant Day Antonio Machado (translated by Robert Bly) The wind, one brilliant day, called to my soul with an odor of jasmine. “In return for the odor of my jasmine, I’d like all the odor of your roses.” “I have no roses; all the flowers in my garden are […]
Who Can Understand God?
Question for today. And I sincerely want feedback on this. This has been a wondering of mine for a long time. Do you believe that the only way to know God, truly know Him, is to learn the original languages of the various Bibles that have been handed down to us and to get the […]