house like a miracle

I made an “obtuse” comment…I seem to like obtuse comments…to a friend once about a “house like a miracle”. I think that she thought I was talking about the house that we live in….and I just let it go. I … Continue reading →

acorn

I was thinking about a post I wrote a couple of days ago where I mentioned that our new baby, Sparrow, was already a “person”. In spite of her “newness”, she already is a big part of the way towards … Continue reading →

30 years in….voila! You’re an expert.

My father made lefse. He’d make huge batches at Christmas so that he could share with our Scandinavian friends in the area. He didn’t have a commercial facility…just a flat stick, a griddle, a cloth to roll the lefse out … Continue reading →

who’s this baby gonna be?

Language is a funny thing. I think it’s funniest when it’s not intended to be funny. I don’t think puns are funny, really.  Clever isn’t really very funny. But language is funny. Funny strange. If I said something like, “Whose … Continue reading →

pie

If there was a piece of pie sitting on the kitchen table, and I wanted it, I would circle the table like a wolf around a campfire, teeth bared, eyes blazing in the firelight, growling… Now of course, if someone … Continue reading →

the wheels on the bus

…go round and round. I was thinking about the logistics of being a child this morning. If you listen to some of these songs that are written for children, life sounds like it was designed to roll pretty smoothly. Except … Continue reading →

the monk and the boombox

You don’t see many monks walking around grooving to loud music. You don’t see many monks with boomboxes on their shoulders. I stopped listening to my radio yesterday. It’s busy at the post office…frenetic.  My Jeep Cherokee is piled with … Continue reading →

water from the wrong side

In the pack I run with, I am known for being a magnificently coordinated man. Actually, that’s not completely true. If I was known for any attribute pertaining to my motor skills, I probably am more known for being “functionally … Continue reading →

Taco Bell is Hell

I’ve heard that Hell is a lake of fire….a place of endless torment and gnashing of teeth, wailing…terror and pain. We ate at Taco Bell yesterday…and it got me thinking about what Hell might also be. What if Hell was … Continue reading →

Bouncing on God’s Knee

My daughter, Sparrow, is just a little over a week old now. Sparrow laughs in her sleep sometimes. Big smile and then a little baby laugh. I wondered about that the other day. A week into a life, you don’t … Continue reading →