Advent is a season of secrets. For some of us, these secrets remain forever hidden. Sure, we wake up Christmas morning to dig through stockings and open presents. We eat cinnamon rolls and all manner of Christmas goodies. But, for some of us, the real gifts are never revealed. Gifts hidden for us since the... Continue Reading →
But have not love
Breakfast in bed. Cereal with blueberries. Scrambled egg. Espresso. Facebook perusing. Bible open. Husband at flag football. Good Morning, World! This is how I like to greet a Saturday (except perhaps for the part about my husband being gone at football). I have grandiose plans for the day...exercise, cooking, grading, curriculum work, celebrating with friends... Continue Reading →
An end of a chapter
I love a good book. Sometimes I even skip to the end and read the climax before I peruse the rest of the pages. I know...that breaks the "avid reader" rules, but I can't help myself. It is my book. My reading experience. My "ending." Today was an ending. Maybe the end of a chapter.... Continue Reading →
Craning to catch Beauty
His neck turned as his back arched and twisted in his efforts to swivel around the passenger's side front seat suede chair. "Do you see them now" he queried, "see them taking flight?" His white hair frosts a strong face long-since lined with the passing of time and the accomplishments of the goals resolved upon by... Continue Reading →
Need I Say More?
I've spent the last five years of birthdays at least 16 hours away from many of the people who make birthdays worth experiencing. Banners strung across the stair railings . . . "Wake-up" call to the tune of "Happy Birthday" and the feeling of six people all piling into one bed to celebrate . . .... Continue Reading →
Confessions
It's been several days since I have sat down to pour "bliss" into this "acupofbliss" blog. Right now, the name strikes me as incredibly ironic due to the nature of many of my recent blog posts. I'm afraid I've been a bit low on bliss. Needless to say, my soul is still searching - perpetually -... Continue Reading →
Just a love story
Sipping my raspberry black tea this morning and hoping my wet hair dries by the fireplace before I have to go get dressed for work. My cat bats at my robe tie, as I quickly catch up on the Facebook happenin's and my email's inbox. Including drive time and awkward in-between errand time, I was at... Continue Reading →
Snowflakes on Saturday
My orange tabby is curled up on the fleece throw wrapped around my lap, as I cuddle on a chair at the kitchen table - Bible, Hazelnut Chai and computer set before me. It's been one of those mornings that has been wiled away by many things I didn't plan on doing - checking email,... Continue Reading →
Between Denver and Dakar, Days 8-9
Dear David, Florida landscape flies by, as sandy salt water dries on my toes and ankles, remnants of a long walk along the Daytona coastline this morning. The beach has always been my place of solace, my place of magic, my place of refuge. I think I have always been able to imagine myself as... Continue Reading →
Between Denver and Dakar, Day 5
Dear David, I eagerly logged on to my friend's computer this morning in her adorable clapboard house in North Carolina, hoping for an email update. Hoping to hear your voice breathe life through black-and-white words. Hoping to know how the Talibe street boy outreach went yesterday. Hoping to know how the team is handling the heat and... Continue Reading →
