Can you see that bird on the roof? Not quite halfway down the tiles, above the tree, there's a funny little shadow of a bird with straw in it's beak. This morning, I was close to having a panic attack. I'm no longer on medication for depression or panic, which is a story I need … Continue reading Look at the sparrows.
We don't usually think of prayer and choreography as compatible. Choreography doesn't immediately sound spontaneous, or humble, or particularly God-centered. Most people think of choreography as related to dancing, planned steps forming a routine to music, for the purpose of entertaining other people and putting on a show. Well, for better and for worse, prayer … Continue reading Pray perseveringly, four: choreography
I've been...just...busy. You know. Because I never spend a few hours while my son is at school just sitting in bed reading a book, or watching Call The Midwife, or like right now, almost ignoring him while daddy deals with settling him down. I never, ever have spare time. Oh, wait. I do. There it … Continue reading Pray perseveringly, one