The kingdom of God is like a lost bra...

Dec 5, 2011 by

The kingdom of God is like a lost bra

I lost my favorite bra on Friday night.  (I’ve either lost any male readers or have riveted them.)  Before you get all carried away, it’s not nearly as salacious as it sounds.  I mean it’s not like when, well, it’s not like . . . um, never mind.  See, I was getting dressed for an evening out and, because of the dress I chose to wear, didn’t need to don a bra so I tossed it aside, somewhere,  and proceeded to engage in the flurry of make up, perfume and primping before rushing out of the door. I didn’t begin missing my beloved bra until I went to get dressed after my shower Saturday morning and, yeah, no bra.  It was kind of a big deal.  Sure, I have other, lesser bras, but this...

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Passport

Dec 1, 2011 by

It began last night . . . my passport troubles.  First?  The good news.  I need a new passport.  My current one is expiring and with plans to do some sunning and funning in Mexico with friends soon, I need to renew it.  So, last night I walked through the chill of the Seattle evening to Rite Aid where I had my photo taken.  Presto.  No big deal. “Did you get your picture done?” Marc asked when he arrived home. “Yep!” I said, pulling them out of the bag.  “It only cost $8.” “They didn’t cut it?” “Huh?  Uh, no.” “For $8?  You should have come up to my job.  It was a dollar . . . and precut.” “It’s not a big deal .  . .  that extra $7 would have been gas...

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Orchestra Level

Nov 20, 2011 by

Yesterday, I went to the Majestic Theatre in Dallas with my parents and aunt to see a play.  Earlier that morning, guided by the instructions of my father, I purchased the closest seats available; orchestra level.  As we drove to the theatre my father mused, “Baby Gal, we used to go to this theatre when we were in high school.” “Yeah?” “Mmm hmm.  And, we used to have to sit in the balcony.” Damn. I imagined my mother and father, teens and with lives sprawled before them, as the dignified people they are today, relegated to “the balcony”.  Anger first, then amazement. In their lifetimes they’ve had front row seats watching the winds of change blow through this country.  They’ve marveled the inventions of technology that no longer stays leashed to a wall by...

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I Live You

Nov 18, 2011 by

I often find myself correcting text messages to Marc and my children as I tap out my closing.  Instead of reading “I love you” I discover what I’ve actually written is “I live you.”  The more I think about it, the more it feels like the same thing. Perhaps the most beloved verse in all of Biblical scripture is John 3:16, “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whosoever believes in him shall not perish but have everlasting life.”   Something about the manner in which God loves his children compels him to, well, give. Love + Give = Life according to John. Whatever you believe about Jesus, the one John says God gave, certainly his life was one most agree was dictated by love.  His actions...

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