Palm Sunday
“There is a Jerusalem of the heart. Our inner life also has its temple and palaces, its places of corruption, its gardens of rest, its seat of judgement.” -Malcom Guite
Sound of Terror
I grew in a confidence that no matter what came, I was prepared to protect and defend. No matter what, I believed I could and would survive.
Travel Bite #1
What is a Travel Bite?
It is the retelling of a moment that I captured in real time during years and years and years of travel.
Dad
The last day I was with him was my wedding day, the day he gave me to another man to have and to hold ’til death do us part. That was in June.
Blessed Indeed!
I stood very still for a few moments, letting the sight of all the lights fill up my memory and my heart with the warmth of love and thanksgiving. Then I walked on the narrow sidewalk that crosses my back yard, swung open the second gate–between my yard and driveway, stepped up onto my back porch, and into my toasty kitchen where the aroma of garlic, oregano, tomatoes, and blueberry pie still lingered.
A Brown Paper Bag
I inherited my mom’s cookbooks. In the stack is a spiral bound cookbook she had purchased from one of my children’s school fund raisers: Aunt Bee’s Mayberry Cookbook.
Apples
On the aisle opposite me was the produce man–-an elderly man who handled the fruit and vegetables like they were his friends. I thought, “Surely he would know what kind of apples baked best in a pie.”
I Was a Child
In about a week, we will celebrate Palm Sunday–the first day of Holy Week, perhaps the most celebrated week in Christianity. It begins with Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem, recorded in all four Gospels (Matthew 21, Mark 11, Luke 19, John 12).
We Are Writing
Now, they were eager to write another limerick. This time the process went much faster and their laughter was more frequent and more boisterous. Together, we brainstormed and wrote.
By the Sea
I turned my gaze seaward toward that place on the horizon where sea and sky meet and pondered the wonders of life, feeling the oneness of the earth and the sea and the sky. It’s the place where my soul becomes still and my spirit is renewed. It’s the place where my heart beats in rhythm with the universe.
Celebrating Irish
In the tradition of the Irish . . .
Write a Limerick
There once was a funny bunny,
Who laughed on days that were sunny.
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Cried he, “Beg your pardon”
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To the man in the garden. /
Now bunny’s no longer funny.
Love
I ask, when a heart brims with love for a son or daughter, what words can express such love? What actions can demonstrate such love?
Two Dates for Breakfast
As you enjoy your dates …, think about the following ,,,
Book Spine Poems
You’ll be amazed.
Beware! It’s addictive!
Hershey’s Best Brownies
I bake those brownies. Frequently. Indeed, they are the most frequently baked dessert in our home. They are without question a family favorite, now crossing three generations.
A Black Tiger
“It will definitely get your heart to racing!” my dear friend recalled.
Stanley
My folks always took Stanley on our family trips. Stanley had the coveted spot — the front bench seat between my mom and dad.
A Great Price
“Our debt to the heroic men and valiant women in the service of our country can never be repaid.”
— President Harry S. Truman
In the Spring
Have you walked beneath the blossoms in the spring? In the spring?
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