Places 06: Friends
Writing can be a break from pressures—like reading a good book or watching a light movie. Revising this autobiographical poem about my first date in 1952 was a pleasant faith-building diversion from pressures and stress. I hope you can travel back in time and relate to bits of it with me. The line lengths support reading aloud. The meaning? Honestly, I’m not sure—
Cross Cultural Divides
The women in Jane Austin’s books fascinate me. Especially when they are blinded by their own faulty judgments and opinions. I identify with those who eventually see their mistakes and change their minds—and hearts.
Teapots
Last Thursday I counted my teapots. I have fourteen of them. I don’t collect them; they come to me. The occasion for counting up was a new addition to the inventory . . .It was one of the noisiest look-at-me teapots I’ve ever seen in my life. It called out, “Embrace my imperfections.”
Divisions? Or Revived in Love?
Church Conflicts At times church conflicts are symptoms of buried personal pain seeping out sideways. For example, a friend of mine was abused in childhood. She grew up to mistrust all male authority figures. She challenged all male pastors. The husband of another friend was misogynistic; he was also a divinity school graduate whose issues had wrecked his […]
