The Same Thing I Post Every Christmas Eve. Is there anything else?

from spiralling ecstatically this proud nowhere of earth’s most prodigious nightblossoms a newborn babe:around him,eyes–gifted with every keener appetite than mere unmiracle can quite appease–humbly in their imagined bodies kneel(over time space doom dream while floats the whole perhapsless mystery of paradise) mind without soul may blast some universeto might have been,and stop ten thousand … More The Same Thing I Post Every Christmas Eve. Is there anything else?

With Apologies to Those Living in the Southern Hemisphere

The word is coming in to us from around the country these days: eight inches of snow in Chicago, a foot and a half in Michigan, so much snow in Las Vegas (Las Vegas!) that they had to close the airport. The snow was falling steadily during the Seahawks game in Seattle on Sunday; since … More With Apologies to Those Living in the Southern Hemisphere


I enjoy quite a few blogs on this here internet these days. I don’t get to read them everyday: most of the time my daily labors prevent such pleasures. But occasionally I get to Go Look. Some of the blogs I visit for the lovely pictures and for the idealized lives created on the page. … More New

Visions of Sugarplums?

The company had arrived, and I was scurrying to a kitchen (unfamiliar and dark) to prepare them a meal. I think it was meatloaf. I mixed and mixed, added this and that. The ingredients were many and varied: apples, maybe? Unpeeled. Onions? Chicken in meatloaf? The canned kind of chicken. I worked hard with a … More Visions of Sugarplums?

How It’s Done

So what I’ve realized about the less-than-wonderful aspects of my children’s characters is that I must model for them what is Right and Good. I mean, how can I expect them to be long-suffering if I have No Patience Whatsoever? How can I expect them to control their tongues if I let fly at any … More How It’s Done


Please pray today for my friends Sam and Daniele, and for their little ones Luke and Eliza. You can read Eliza’s story here. It would seem she may be going home soon– home to That Home, the True Rest, her Father’s arms. Please pray for all of them today. Thanks.

Truth and Comfort

O the deep, deep love of Jesus, vast, unmeasured, boundless, free!Rolling as a mighty ocean in its fullness over me!Underneath me, all around me, is the current of Thy loveLeading onward, leading homeward to Thy glorious rest above! O the deep, deep love of Jesus, spread His praise from shore to shore!How He loveth, ever … More Truth and Comfort

Shakespeare Update

Sorry, folks. I’m much too tired to tell you anything that’s buzzing in my brain tonight. But it’s been Days since I posted, so here’s a little something from Bill, newly arranged with my Shakespeare magnetic poetry on the front of our refrigerator: I did belch with much vulgar vehemence. But it’s Shakespeare! Sort of.