- Giving Myself Permission to Just Start Over From Where I am– So I’ve been away from this daily discipline (and a few others) for several days- company, and then a scary fall on a city sidewalk with the baby in a front carrier (we’re o.k., but it was really. not. cool.), and a preaching gig… and well… some daily things fell by the wayside… I kept thinking I would do some retrospectives and make up for those missed posts, but… grace. Love it. Today is a new day. And I’m just starting here, today, and that’s o.k.. Love it.
- Tassles on Corn and Little Green Tomatoes– Progress in the garden even though the daily weeding I was doing fell by the wayside too! Love these signs of promise. And of course it is the “sweet baby girl” tomato plant that was started by Sunday School kids at Adrien’s episcopal church in Louisville that is the first to show fruit!!! Now come on heirlooms! Looking forward to those sweet baby tomatoes. And to corn. Mmm…. love it! The broccoli is growing like mad, but it seems bugs are munching on the leaves… hope this isn’t a big problem. We need to rip out the lettuce and spinach at this point…. and I LOVE thinking about what might take their place… any suggestions for what is good to plant a bit later in a hot climate?
- Swapping Stories with Good Friends– I chatted with an old friend today who needed a reminder of a story I told her once for a sermon she was preparing. The stories she is combining in this sermon are fabulous. I wish I could be there to hear it. I love, though, the story she told me of her nearly four year old son’s emerging theology today. He thinks God is a man during the day and a woman at night. Her theory is that this is because he prefers for daddy to play with him during waking hours because daddy doesn’t multi-task he just plays- mommy gets her son playing and manages to do some housework while he plays. BUT he prefers mommy to put him to sleep because mommy will indulge extra cuddles and snuggles. So, apparently his definition of God is “The being who makes me happy”. And apparently his pronoun usage for God reflects this. Whenever he talks about God he said “He/She/Whatever”. How swe