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A time to come back | Esta Doutrich
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A time to come back. Asymp; 10 Comments. King Solomon spoke about a time to keep silent and a time to speak. I’m quite sure if the internet had been in existence when he wrote Ecclesiastes, he would have included a couple stanzas on that very subject. Now looking back over the last year and a half, I can laugh with pure relief that I listened to that still small voice. I know there were several who were looking forward to me writing about my transition into marriage and a more traditional Mennonite commu...
How I was prepared, to some extent | Esta Doutrich
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How I was prepared, to some extent. Asymp; 2 Comments. Oregon winter is here in all of its foggy beauty and Mr. D makes breakfast early while watching Merek and planning his history lessons. I sleep in because we are just crawling out from under a month of teething/head colds. I use my coping mechanism for exhaustion I learned in Slate Falls. Or Why did my husband forget to buy me coffee? Does he love me? I have found this too be true the last two years in many ways. Despite being tired and not having an...
Convoluted thoughts on women, callings, and personal growth. | Esta Doutrich
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Convoluted thoughts on women, callings, and personal growth. Asymp; 5 Comments. Somehow I pictured having a baby would take who I was and turn me into something else. There would be the cliché negatives of course–the sleepless nights, the restricted social life, the pain of childbirth. All of these would also go to work at changing you into A MOTHER. This elusive title that only people with children can claim. 8212;—————–. 8212;—————-. 8212;——————. If you are widowed or single or a stay-at-home-mom, I ca...
Introducing our son | Esta Doutrich
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Asymp; 2 Comments. We have had one beautiful, hard, and holy month of loving him, even as he picks away so innocently at our selfishness. Mighty Ruler / Righteous. 7lbs, 13oz. 20 inches long. Hair color is still being heavily debated.). Larr; Previous post. Next post →. Thoughts on “Introducing our son”. August 24, 2014 at 7:55 pm. I don’t know if I’ve commented before but I just want to let you know (again? How much we enjoy your blog! August 26, 2014 at 10:20 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Wife of Mr D.
Standing in a wild ocean life | Esta Doutrich
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Standing in a wild ocean life. Asymp; 34 Comments. I am not a warm beach person. I’m not a sun tanning, flip-flops with a cup of iced lemonade, fun in the sun, let’s just have a party here and play beach volley ball for the rest of the day type of person. I’m a cold beach person. I like my life the best when the icy spray whips a bit hard on the cheeks and you have to pull on a sweater and wear sturdy shoes because the rocks are sharp. It is then I feel the most alive. Actually, a lot of wildness. Yes, t...
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Cloudy Day Writing | For now we see dimly, as in a mirror. . . | Page 2
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For now we see dimly, as in a mirror. . . Newer posts ». Priceless or worthless. . ? It seems nearly every year, the price for keeping dibs on this domain goes up. And every year, I wonder if it is worth spending money on a notebook I so rarely use. December 15, 2014. He Causes the Rain to Come. There is something very refreshing about being out in the elements. Not. I feel like an ingrate. A roof, a bed, a kitchen beyond any right. Trees. Crickets. Stars out the window, sometimes, even&#...The most curi...
Contemplations | Cloudy Day Writing
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For now we see dimly, as in a mirror. . . There’s a feeling of helplessness, I think, in being unable to plan. It’s not that everything ever has to go according to plan, but it’s just that there’s no bracing yourself for what comes next, or carving out a little piece of something to look forward to. January 4, 2016. Also, he was in “the smartphone stance.”. Do you know that stance? It’s similar to, and nearly as common now, as the glamorous cigarette shot of yester-year. Don’t. But you know, I don’...
Annie Durrett | The Girl in the Red Rubber Boots
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The Girl in the Red Rubber Boots. Emily Smucker's Blog. Tag Archives: Annie Durrett. July 18, 2015. Today is my blogiversary. I have been blogging for 10 years. That is a long time, especially in Internet years. Besides, it is a full 2/5ths of my life. I am fairly certain that Hans Mast commented on my very first blog post. And so, assuming that Hans Mast still reads my blog, he could very well be the person who has been reading my blog the longest (obviously not counting my immediate family members).
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For now we see dimly, as in a mirror. . . April is National Poetry Month? So much I’ve wanted to write here in the last few months, but always running out of time, of energy, of the ability to put sentences in front of and behind each other. But at least, this: sharing of someone else’s words. That echo inside of my own self. April 29, 2016. It is not sadness. It is not fear. It is not dread. It is not reluctance. It is not refusal. It is nothing. No one will know. What to do instead? Now there are tears...
The Sporre Story: My Quote Book
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Life is an adventure. It's not the destination we reach that's most rewarding, it's the journey along the way. So write it down! And treasure the memory forever . . ." Barbara Morina. As a young teen, I was once given a blank book with no lines. I can't draw, and - instead of using it as a journal - I decided to start collecting quotes. When I read or heard a quote or short poem that I liked, I would jot it down or paste it into my Quote Book. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Collector of Moments: Today
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And it was like trying to keep eight objects under water, all at once. They twisted in their seats, glancing/staring out the window rather too often. This wasn't helped by the sporadic nature of the snow. One minute,white bees filling the air thick and fast, the next a mild blue and white sky. One never knew what would be there the next time one looked. Also unhelpful was the halfhearted way their teacher told them to focus on their work. Hath made, thought the teacher. Hallelujah.
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Collector of Moments: 11.14
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Once there were four children named Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy.". Once there were eight little children, nicknamed "the studentry", listening wide-eyed to the morning story. They perch on their yellow chairs, listening, but not always quietly. Don't go with her! Don't listen to her.". Ooooo, I think I know what's going to happen.". Teacher, I'm scared! Narnia is new. and I have found Aslan again. Links to this post. And it was like trying to keep eight objects under water, all at once. Tr, turning a 1...
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Collector of Moments: 03.14
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This is a machine that takes your life and does all the hard parts and leaves you all the parts you enjoy and almost everyone discovers they're not the parts you'd think they were at first glance. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. I like to view the world through these people's eyes. In Times Like Now: How Our Words Impact Our Children. The Girl in the Red Rubber Boots. This is not a birth story. Citizen of a country without borders.
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The Art of Loving// Loving Your Neighbors, Literally | Transparent Splashes of Color
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Transparent Splashes of Color. The Art of Loving/ Loving Your Neighbors, Literally. August 14, 2015. August 14, 2015. I’ve been enjoying writing this series! Breaking it up into specific areas seems to cut back on the overwhelming factor. There are SO many things to do and people to notice and places you could put your energy into, that it helps to look at it in segments. Today’s topic is close to my heart. Loving your neighbors, literally. 8220;the kids”. A week ago, I quickly whipped up a flyer type in...
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Words To Live By | Transparent Splashes of Color
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Transparent Splashes of Color. Words To Live By. August 6, 2015. August 6, 2015. A short sweet reminder that is so true! Let’s not forget this. The Art of Loving/ How to Love Your Pregnant Friend. Leave me a comment. you might just make my day! Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new posts via email.
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MARTIN KOVAN is a writer and Buddhist ethicist. This is a gathering-place for his published and some unpublished non-fiction, fiction, poetry, interviews and reportage from 2009 to 2014. July 24, 2015 by Martin Kovan. At nine we played at Midsummer. Nights in feral gardens, treading. Our own Elizabethan boards, in. Subtropical verandah masque. At. Ten a little boy crush, rehearsing. Your name over a fallen gum lying. Deep in bracken fern. How far our. Caravanserai travelled under stars. Sweatshop illegal...
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These are two of my favorite things. Asymp; 6 Comments. Is there anything more adorable than a baby in the woods? I don’t think so. As those who know me can attest, I was never that girl after church wanting to hold all the babies and play with the toddlers. My mother always told me, “It will be different when it’s your own”. Justin and I discuss the implications of raising our kids in a digital age. We don’t have much for opinions yet, we just talk. However, the one thing we do know is if ...I havenR...
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What this site is about. The call to set out on a journey. Help from a friend. In quietness and trust. Christ in the world. If you would honour me. The road to resurrection. St Thérèse of Lisieux. Thoughts while reading Merton. Holy mother holy child. Living up to your vocation. Visit to a university. Questions from my priest. Isaiah 4:1-4 and Hosea 11:1-11. Update: my continuing journey.
Without all of me here...
Wednesday, June 3, 2015. An endless and horribly bottomless love. I wish I could be with him, I wish he was here. I miss him. I want to be with him. I miss him. Of my heart aches for them. Saturday, April 18, 2015. Thank you for everything, and I look forward to the vast future before us. Monday, March 9, 2015. Will I find her one day on the road after a driver decided their phone was more important that the life of a loved one? How many years has it been? How old is she? Sunday, December 28, 2014. Today...
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