I could not help but compliment the bank manager on her beautiful manicure. I have seen some, let’s say, striking claws in my time but hers were tastefully painted and of a reasonable length to carry out most of life’s necessities without too much digital contortion.
Hers probably stood out to me because mine were such a contrast. “Gloves!” She said, “When I am good and remember to put them on before housework, my nails reward me by looking gorgeous.” I agreed…somewhat. It only takes a few instances of glovelessness to decimate cuticles and send nails splitting, breaking or withdrawing, leaving hands looking like well, …a domestic’s.
There, I admitted it. I did not want my hands looking like I ever did housework, Continue reading “Servant: From Head to Toe”
I heard a speech coach once describe the art of story-telling as giving each word its own time in your mouth. When it came time to tell our children the Greatest Story, I reached for every angle and resource at my disposal. Thankfully, children like the hands-on process, no matter their learning style, and I enjoyed finding ways for them to touch, taste and handle the Words of Truth and Life that comprise the Gospel and a Biblical worldview, without always sticking in a DVD Continue reading “Observing the Atonement (Without Crucifying Someone)”
As the new year washed over me and rolled on by to February, it left the refrain of the traditional New Year’s chorus ‘Auld lang syne’ replaying on the shores of my mind. I looked up the words and was compelled by them to follow where their inspiration led me in the completion of processing my experiences of re-connecting with friends during my recent visit back home to Jamaica.
My interpretation of the Scots-language poem ‘Auld lang syne’, written by Robert Burns in 1788 and set to the tune of a traditional folk song ‘Roud’, reads thus: Continue reading ““Going Back Home” – Pt. 3a: Dining to the tune of ‘Auld Lang Syne’”
My neighbor M felt she was single-handedly responsible for it. Her bird feeders were sustaining the population of birds in our subdivision she intimated one day, as we chatted across the fence. At the time I had felt no need to challenge her claim. In later years, the County had declared the undeveloped land, where our neighborhood dead-ended and its creek, a conservation area: sanctuary to the amazingly varied bird population and our family was thrilled.
We felt we knew, more than anyone else, the treasure that was hidden in our little wilderness park Continue reading “The Day I Learned Who Really Feeds the Birds”
As my eyes glanced over the Christmas curios on the shelf in Hobby Lobby, I reminded myself, “Only stuff of the true Christmas”. It has become my safeguard against the wanton spending I am tempted to engage in at this time of year.
I rehearsed under my breath as I browsed: “The nativity scene—Mary, Joseph, the Christ-child, angels, shepherds, animals; bells to proclaim His birth ; silver and gold for The King; evergreen for the eternal life His incarnation would provide; red—poinsettias, bows and ribbons—for the blood He would shed; ribbons—His cords of loving-kindness reaching out through the Gospel to draw us to Himself in saving grace… out of darkness into light…always light… Oh! Stars!” Continue reading “Lights are for Shining!”
I remember the crazy rocking of the plastic flowers on top of the little pump organ in response to Aunty Patsy’s efforts. She coaxed the Christmas carol through its ancient fittings, pressing the pedals below with exuberance. Continue reading ““Down From His Glory” – Condescension”
So, today I received my copy of the Premiere edition of The Joyful Life Magazine! It is beautiful! Over the course of this year, I have had the privilege of watching this project come together. In the process, founder/ editor Sandi Sutton and her team have created a virtual community on Facebook and started a blog to which I am also privileged to be a contributing writer/ affiliate. They threw out the welcome carpet to the female Christian writers and creatives community and, by lots of sweat and hard work, produced a gorgeous coffee table, quarterly holiday edition, titled ‘Abide’.
It is laden with substantial articles, grappling honestly with real down to earth circumstances, yet has a trendy feel and other scrumptious content to which women in any season of life would be drawn. But meaningful content was not attained at the cost of aesthetic flair; this magazine is positively beautiful. It is a restful experience to simply leaf through its satiny pages.
But don’t take my word for it. Click here to learn about The Joyful Life Magazine and to subscribe for your copy of the ‘Abide’ edition. Happy Thanksgiving and have a wonderful Advent season!