Lent & Time

“Lord, who throughout these forty days for us didst fast and pray, Teach us with thee to mourn our sins, and close by thee to stay.” -Claudia Frances Hernaman (1838-1898). From the 1982 Hymnal, #142 v. 1. I can’t even spell liturgiologist, nor am I a pastor, nor even much of a theologian. But especially … More Lent & Time

Remembrance

Let all who name Christ’s holy Name Give God all praise and glory; Let all who know his power proclaim Aloud the wondrous Story! Cast each false idol from its throne, The Lord is God, and he alone; To God all praise and glory. -Johann Jacob Schutz (1640-1690), trans. Frances Elizabeth Cox (1812-1897). From the … More Remembrance

Seven Spiritual Squares

One of the random cool things about being in school is the odd creative project I am asked to do. Last semester, in the sort of flagship baptism-by-fire Biblical Languages and Interpretation class, our final project was to read the book The Drama of Scripture by Michael W. Goheen and Craig G. Bartholomew, then creatively … More Seven Spiritual Squares

Attitude Upgrade

Thank you all (and by “all” I mean “my mom”) for participating in my gripefest a few days ago. I do honestly want to affirm all the stress and insanity so many of us are feeling as the holidays start to set in, but the morning after my last post, I went to chapel and … More Attitude Upgrade

Moving On

Wednesday was my last day at the farm. Breezy Willow Farm, that is. It was the perfect day – cool and beautiful. Even feeling under the weather, it was so calming to put in a few hours of hard labor behind the carder. I will miss the beautiful location, the frenetic farm action, the smell … More Moving On

This Blanket

I have knit another baby blanket. It’s a very simple pattern that seems to reside in the group consciousness of knitters everywhere. You cast on a few and knit every row, increase every other row with a YO two stitches from each edge, then when half the yarn is gone, you decrease every other row … More This Blanket

Surgery

I just survived two fillings without novocaine. I am immensely proud of myself, though it didn’t hurt any more than having someone standing on my toe for a few seconds. While lying there, feeling blood draining to my head, staring at two masked faces poking about in my mouth with a plethora of mysterious tools … More Surgery