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Left to Grace: March 2015
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Wednesday, March 11, 2015. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. SALT for the spirit. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Left to Grace: March 2014
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Sunday, March 9, 2014. I joined a church today. And not because I was the Pastor, or married to the Pastor. But because I chose to. It is the first time in my life that I have done so as an adult (or as a child attached to parents who made the choice) that was not attached to a vocation calling for either me or my spouse. Each week, each email, each call or conversation I have thought to myself, “this could be home.”. It has been so...
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Left to Grace: Choosing Church
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Sunday, March 9, 2014. I joined a church today. And not because I was the Pastor, or married to the Pastor. But because I chose to. It is the first time in my life that I have done so as an adult (or as a child attached to parents who made the choice) that was not attached to a vocation calling for either me or my spouse. Each week, each email, each call or conversation I have thought to myself, “this could be home.”. It has been so...
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Left to Grace: The Disguise of Our Lives: A Letter to My Parents
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Tuesday, September 23, 2014. The Disguise of Our Lives: A Letter to My Parents. Dear Mom and Dad,. What a day Sunday was. I got to sit in the church sanctuary that has been a second home for you for more than 20 years today and be completely surrounded by the love that has embraced y’all all those years. It was a packed room that celebrated Mom’s steadfast and remarkable gift of music to so many. There were a lot of tears. Perhaps I...
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Left to Grace: September 2014
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Tuesday, September 23, 2014. The Disguise of Our Lives: A Letter to My Parents. Dear Mom and Dad,. What a day Sunday was. I got to sit in the church sanctuary that has been a second home for you for more than 20 years today and be completely surrounded by the love that has embraced y’all all those years. It was a packed room that celebrated Mom’s steadfast and remarkable gift of music to so many. There were a lot of tears. Perhaps I...
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Left to Grace: August 2014
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Saturday, August 2, 2014. Vision held open in the dark. We planted a garden in May, not long before we trekked across the country with our beautiful and precocious 5-year-olds to get married, to laugh and play in the gratitude and wonderment of discovering a life together. It was lots of hard work in our back yard, literally spending hours pulling up deep-rooted weeds that would choke out any new growth. Whatever is foreseen in joy.
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Left to Grace: February 2012
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Wednesday, February 22, 2012. I went to church at noon today. Left email unread and a list of things to do mostly still to do. I was feeling pretty out of sorts, to be honest. Tired, in the bone-deep way that only emotional and spiritual exhaustion bring. I have a good life. An amazing life, even. And – and, I have so much baggage that keeps following me around. But some of it is simply baggage. I listened to ancient, prophetic words.
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Left to Grace: May 2014
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Wednesday, May 28, 2014. Caged Birds and Clouds of Witnesses. I do not know why the caged bird sings. Not in any way to the extent that Maya Angelou did, to have been caged in by extreme brokenness and abuse and trauma and political will beyond my control – and then to live as witness to a relentless hope birthed by scars formed out of too many unyielding flames. Yes, it is true that I face discrimination in my family configuration.
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Left to Grace: November 2011
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Sunday, November 20, 2011. Running through my neighborhood is a study in contrasts. It’s where you’ll find some of the priciest homes in Asheville. Half a mile from my small 2-room apartment is a public housing complex. Across the street from the house I live in – a house that is now 4 small apartments – are two bed and breakfasts, one on each corner. Makes it easy to find my house, direction-wise). I’ll keep holding onto the ...
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Left to Grace: October 2011
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Thoughts from a life full of all kinds of falls, and all kinds of grace. Sunday, October 30, 2011. Why must the gate be narrow? Because you cannot pass beyond it burdened. / To come in among these trees you must leave behind / the six days' world, all of it, all of its plans and hopes. / You must come without weapon or tool, alone, / expecting nothing, remembering nothing, / into the ease of sight, the brotherhood of eye and leaf." - Wendell Berry, from A Timbered Choir. Overall, though, I resist it.
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