Leisure

    For years my idea of leisure was skewed. Perhaps I confused it with idleness. The image of a vacation on a tropical beach sipping a cold drink and enjoying the view had lodged itself in my brain as a vacation ideal. Having recently returned from one of the best vacations of my life,…

Our Restless Heart

“Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in thee.” This famous quote from St. Augustine of Hippo has long intrigued me. My soul has found rest in God again and again, yet stirs anew with discontent. Today I noticed for the first time the…

Love and Death

We recently prayed with our dear friends through their 33-year-old son, Gary Somers’s, funeral vigil, funeral Mass, luncheon, and interment. His unexpected death was so shocking that it brought an avalanche of grief. The kind that makes you want to gather your own family around and make sure they know how much you love them;…

Truth and Lies; Light and Darkness

Early in our marriage, Doug and I met regularly with a few other couples. We wanted to be accountable to one another for the way we lived the Christian life in our marriage and our family life. We made a solemn promise to put into practice a particular passage of scripture which contains practical rules…

Pondering Poison & Beauty

In my neighborhood, the oleanders are blooming. As I ran past them this morning I questioned, perhaps for the first time, my abhorrence of them. Why should I, a lover of beauty, abhor oleanders? If I were unaware that their leaves, flowers, stems, and roots are toxic, perhaps I would appreciate their beauty. Is the…

Beauty Beyond our Reach

I cannot capture nor possess the beauty in the roses Doug cuts and places in a vase. The camera fails to show the delicacy of petal and palette. I’m limited to breathing sighs of fervent gratitude and it never seems enough!

Silence on the Road

I’m looking forward to a road trip with my Dad next month. I haven’t spent much time in the car with him lately, but I imagine we’ll probably listen to music and have a few conversations, and there will be miles and miles of silence. I’m just fine with that. The older I get, the…

Sanctifying Time

I shuffle into our prayer room in the early hours, 5ish most days, to join Doug, my deacon husband, in praying The Office of Readings and Lauds. He’s lucid even before his black coffee and quietly prepares me a cup with plenty of cream. We both accept that I will not be clear-headed for awhile….

Desert Blooms and Sneezes

The desert is blooming right now. One neighbor has a cactus with blooms I’ve never seen before. Doug has coaxed blooms from at least nine different kinds of roses in our backyard. But, plentiful oleander and palo verde blossoms in our neighborhood make my nose run and my eyes itch. I sneeze and sneeze and…