Showing posts from November, 2013

Maybe it's the Coffee...

that I drank over a six hour conversation with some good friends, but I can't sleep just yet.

After playing with their boys, eating supper, and helping put them to bed, we settled down for our usual "back-in-town-catch-up" over cappuccinos.Not going to lie, the raspberry pie and with extra creamy cool whip made it even better. Food and conversation: a tasty and filling combo.

Venison vs. beef, Core-Curriculum, special education system, parenting, childhood milestones, grad school, dissertation ideas, domestic violence, psychological diagnoses, dating, religious belief formation, joys...and I'm sure that's not even all of it. 

The conversation just flowed and shifted with openness and honesty. Not only were interests, emotions, fun facts and stories shared but a sense of passion radiated through the dialogue. My friend who works in the school system has an incredible passion for the students she works with. A passion that I can't help but find contagious after…

Psalm 42

As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day long, "Where is your God?" 

These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival. 

Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God. 
My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar. Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.
By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
I say to God, my rock: "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mour…

On Friendship

I read this post the other day and it has been on my mind since. I have a started draft of a post with similar thoughts on friendship but after reading this, she says it much clearer than I do.
If you're a Quality Time person like me, I think you'll appreciate these thoughts. Even if you're not, may this challenge you to think a little differently. Can you say "I'll always have time for you?". Recognize those in your life who truly will and do always have time for you.

“Yeah, maybe. Can I let you know?” Her eyes didn’t raise from her phone as she spoke.
I had barely finished inviting a girlfriend to dinner when she responded with the dreaded, “That sounds perfectly great but I don’t want to commit without knowing for sure that nothing better will come along.” Later that day, I called another friend to confirm plans to stay with her during a visit, only to find out she made last-minute plans to visit her boyfriend instead– during the only 24 hours I would be in to…