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I still arrive late for church

Growing up – back in the days (gasp) before cell-phones and always-on communication, to be late to meet my parents was to send them into a spiral of worry. And that meant Trouble.

My sister and I learned not to be late. We at least learned not to be late without first calling to say so.

An expected hour late is less painful for the person waiting than 2 minutes of dear Lord what’s happening where are they??? Continue reading “I still arrive late for church”

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Tending to the unseen (outside and in)

Beyond my fence, is a little strip of land that’s technically public property – there’s a sidewalk and guardrail and whatnot out there.

It’s not mine. Or if it is, being outside the fence, it’s not top of mind. I don’t see it, unless I want to. Continue reading “Tending to the unseen (outside and in)”

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Shifting perspective

Written before the stay at home order here. I don’t know if that changes much of what I said, other than that it’s all just a bit more exhausting now that it’s not a choice.

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How quickly things change, from the days (just a few weeks ago) when I’d be angry when Amazon over-promised and (literally) under-delivered. If their site would say something is in stock and available for delivery tomorrow! and then multiple days later it was still “delayed.”

Then, I just felt lied to.

Don’t lie to us. The truth is always better than false hope.

That principle still stands, by the way. Hopeful but realistic expectations are more sustaining than happy falsehood.

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These days, I’m just so grateful if something is in stock, or even has an “expected available” date. Even if it’s delayed – Continue reading “Shifting perspective”

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Unforeseen medical drama

So about the time this post was going live — reminding myself that regardless of the nightly news or any other circumstance, God is always and always good — I found myself en route to a trauma center in Baltimore.

My friend and travel buddy S came down Tuesday night. It was just to be a quick visit — dinner together, then she’d leave for her Dad’s in the morning on Wednesday, while I went about my work day as usual.

Alas, not to be “as usual” in any way. Continue reading “Unforeseen medical drama”