Monthly Archives: January 2017
QTMs for 1/27/17: DON’T SAY THAT TO MY FACE
Don’t say it at all. I’m grieved at the rude, disrespectful manner of interpersonal contact that’s become commonplace on social media, specifically on Facebook. Its very name connotes familiarity and thoughtful reflection. ‘Face’ and ‘book’ each draw a mental picture. ‘Face’ brings a smile and faraway look as one remembers an easy, relaxed visit over coffee while … Continue reading
QTMs for 1/20/17: IT IS BY GRACE… ALL OF IT.
Can’t stop this. Grace, the God kind. You can divert it, deflect it, dodge it, even ignore it. You can’t stop it. It’s as much a part of God as light. Grace – God’s grace – is as limitless as Eternity. When I was in the third or fourth grade we lived for a short … Continue reading
QTMs for 1/19/17: BBAR!
I woke up this morning. I breathed freely, got up without pain, did all the morning things without thinking about it. I’m walking, seeing, hearing, thinking. I’m eating a hearty breakfast – and enjoying fresh, hot joe – as I write, able to absorb enough to remain in what is for me normal good health. I … Continue reading
QTMs for 1/7/17: A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO
Sunday. Specifically, the second Sunday in January. People are still trickling back from wherever they’ve been for the holidays, winter travel is making tempers short and anxiety soar. Back-to-work deadlines loom. Piled-up tasks sneer: “We don’t back off for no stinkin’ holidays!” Worship attendance is sketchy as plans to attend ride the icy north winds into … Continue reading
QTMs for 1/6/17: 3 THINGS TO CHANGE TO MAKE 2017 YOUR GROOVE
Anyone who tries telling you that giving them $29.95 to buy this system or that book or this software or bow three times toward Des Moines needs to happen before you can start being a success and excel is lying to you. Take what you have and create what you want. This is fact, even if they … Continue reading
300-Word Stroll, 1/1/17: A LITTLE BIRD TOLD ME
Yes, really. I was on morning-auto, filling the coffeemaker reservoir. As I turned off the faucet I heard a high-pitched sound. I dialed up my ears, and—sure enough. A lone cardinal was singing full-voice. Cheery. Bright. Joy-filled. The longer I stood listening, the louder it sang. Morning-auto. Doing The Things, mind in standby, thinking ’16 … Continue reading