I guess it’s the season for annual checkups. We’ve been to the vet several times this month. The cat doctor said Opal gained a pound. I told her it was because of Covid. The cascading effects continue rolling in—so I’m sure I can keep blaming it. What’s the alternative to casting blame? Ownership. Wouldn’t it continue reading…
Sorry, not really really sorry
I remember in the early years of trying to merge our two fighting styles that my husband and I had an argument. I was quick-tempered but equally fast to see my error and apologize. (I sometimes still struggle with quick anger.) However, in that beginning argument, when I asked for forgiveness, he would not give continue reading…
The drinking bird
For some reason, I think every new season will be easier to wrangle my routine into submission than the previous three months. Right now, I’m trying to get back into working out consistently. I had almost a month off the gym when was Covid in the house and then a 50th birthday party for my continue reading…
A sojourner’s home is in heaven
We’ve been traveling, so I missed last week’s post. Today’s is late, and I didn’t record the audio this week either. We were camping last week and the weekend before we visited Hailey, ID with friends. The guys rode their motorcycles and took a scenic route while my girlfriend and I drove a car and continue reading…
Oh, the molehills I’ve died upon
I remember when I first heard about the difference between Calvinism and Arminianism. It was a season of spiritual growth. I was a young mom seeking to know God for the first time even though I had technically asked him “into my heart” ten years earlier. The pastor presented both positions in a good continue reading…