Category Archives: Faith

Apr
27
2013

Shadow Boxing

There he was…coming down the street.
The motion of his arms was the first thing to catch my eye.
I had to look…but as nonchalantly as I could.
I didn’t want to stare.

He was boxing.
Shadow boxing.
Punching the air without an opponent.

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Apr
23
2013

Goad Kicking and Window Thumping

What a sight it was!
I heard it before I saw it.
A bird flying up from a bush and hitting itself against the window.

Over and over…bush…window…thump.
The little bird was going to hurt itself, if it hadn’t already.
Did it see its own reflection in the glass and think it was another bird?
Or was it trying to get into the house to get warm?
After all we did have frost on the ground…in April!

I stood there and watched…wishing I could help the little bird.

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Apr
18
2013

Standing Stones

I always enjoyed playing the Memory game with my children.
Memory is a card game where all the cards are laid face down on a surface.
When it is your turn, you flip two cards over to see if they match.
If they match, you keep the pair…if they don’t match, you turn them over again.

It was always the game of choice with my children.
Since there were so many cards, I would split the pile in half when they were younger.
Then, we could play two games.

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Apr
15
2013

The Centenarian

Our pastor said that we had a special guest in the congregation.
From the back of the church, an older gentleman pushed a woman in a wheel chair.
There she was, beautiful corsage pinned to her dress…a twinkle in her eye.

Today, we celebrate Mildred.
She will be 100 years old tomorrow!
There was a audible catching of breath and then as if on cue, everyone stood up for her.

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Apr
3
2013

Walls and Dots and Sheep

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It was an exquisite stone wall.
I had never seen anything like it.
Such precision.
A completed puzzle before me.

Obviously constructed by a master craftsman.
Made from the field stones that were scattered about.
Massive stones jutting out in exactly the right place.
Small stones filling in the gaps.

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Apr
2
2013

Pulsebeat

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Pulse…The rhythmical throbbing of arteries produced by the regular contractions of the heart, especially as palpated at the wrist or in the neck.
So says the dictionary.

We all know how to check our pulse.
Runners are very adept at checking their pulse rate.
Anyone who works out regularly knows their resting heart rate.
They can measure their cardiovascular fitness by the beat of their heart.

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Mar
30
2013

Faithful Waiting

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No one likes to wait.
Waiting in traffic.
Waiting in the doctor’s office with a sick child.
Waiting on the phone when you are put on hold.
Time seems to move along at a snail’s pace.

Waiting to open presents on your birthday.
Waiting to get your driver’s license.
Waiting for a baby to be born.
Waiting to buy your first house.
Time seems to stand still.

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Mar
19
2013

Expectations

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Whenever I have ice cream, I usually have chocolate chip.
It has always been a favorite of mine.
No extra toppings.
Just one scoop…in a dish rather than a cone.

When I was growing up, the ice cream we usually bought was made in Philadelphia.
Their ads proudly described how their ice cream was made.
ALL NATURAL!

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Mar
4
2013

Weariness

Do you ever just feel weary,
And you really don’t know why?
Can’t put your finger on it.
Wouldn’t even try.

Can’t explain the emptiness,
That’s way down in your soul.
Can’t understand the outlook,
You feel buried in a hole.

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Feb
21
2013

The Single Seed

My daughter and I went out for lunch today.
We had delicious salads and unsweetened iced tea with lemon.
As I took my first sip through the straw, I inadvertently swallowed a small lemon seed.

I laughed and reminisced.

When I was a small girl, watermelons were a much anticipated summer treat.
I couldn’t wait to bite into the juicy goodness of the pink center.
I always made sure I never ate the watermelon too close to the rind.
It always seemed too bitter.

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