Here in “Livable, Lovable Lodi,” we are blessed each Memorial Day by Cherokee Memorial Park’s annual “Avenue of Flags.” Today marks the fiftieth year that Memorial Day has been commemorated…
Any form of writing requires discipline. It requires devoting yourself to the task, setting aside a time and place to do it, and making a commitment to work diligently at…
The story is short . . . and not graphic. But every mother will relate.This actually occurred before I was a mother. And I did not babysit as a young…
As the years roll by, what will sociologists make of us? I find myself pondering that question sometimes when I think back to “the way life used to be” even…
This Week’s Theme: Colorful A barbershop quartet singing on Main Street in Disneyland in their colorful costumes. I snapped this photo during a visit in the summer of 1979. photo…
Appetizer Name a sound you like to hear. Music! All kinds, all day every day! Soup What is your favorite kind of cheese? Sharp cheddar which, fortunately, is now available…
A friend e-mailed me a list of random thoughts today. I don’t know where it originated, but some of them were so witty and/or descriptive of the week I’ve had,…
David Letterman used to do a regular bit on his old NBC show called “Brushes with Greatness” during which members of the audience would stand up and tell their story…
Since I first saw the quote for this week’s writing exercise, one of my all-time favorite Bible passages has permeated my thoughts:
The word of the Lord came to me, saying, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”
“Ah, Sovereign Lord,” I said, “I do not know how to speak; I am only a child.”
But the Lord said to me, “Do not say, ‘I am only a child.’ You must go to everyone I send you to and say whatever I command you. Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and will rescue you,” declares the Lord.
Then the Lord reached out his hand and touched my mouth and said to me, “Now, I have put my words in your mouth. See, today I appoint you over nations and kingdoms to uproot and tear down, to destroy and overthrow, to build and to plant.”
Jeremiah 1:4-10
There are no accidents. There are no coincidences. Not one single person is living on this planet at this moment in time who wasn’t placed here as part of God’s plan. Each of us has a specific purpose, a particular path we are meant to walk, neither of which is necessarily easy to discern. We each have something to say, whether we do it verbally, via prose, poetry, musically, theatrically . . . We have each come into this world according to that plan for our life . . . and should leave it in the same way.
We are all equal. We are all worthy.
We are all modern-day Jeremiahs.
What mask do you wear? When do you put it on? For whom? Who is your audience? Do you have more than one mask and change them the way you do your wardrobe, depending upon the occasion? Are you ever without your mask? What is your biggest fear about letting the world see you without your mask(s)?
This Week’s Theme: Cooked/ing Thanksgiving 2002 The table was set. I had just cooked Thanksgiving dinner and was about to serve it. photo hunt Thanks for reading “Colloquium”!
Appetizer
List 3 emotions you experienced this week.
Frustration, anger, elation.
In my experience, water aerobics are the best form of exercise.
Here are my reasons:
* Comfort ~~ I exercise strenuously and really sweat, but I don’t care. I just splash some water on my forehead and keep going. That’s the most important reason why water aerobics is the perfect form of exercise for me. I hate to sweat. Ever. Anywhere. For any reason.
My mother, Ethel, left this world on October 13, 2005, but she left her family long before that. She left us gradually, slowly inching further and further away until she finally retreated into her own little universe — a little corner of her own mind where we could no longer connect or interact with her. And eventually, I did something I never would have believed I could do: I wished that she would die.
This Week’s Theme: Five A Mother’s Day gift made for my mother at school when I was in grade five. Check out those glasses and that teased up hair! Was…
Appetizer Tell about a time when you had to be brave. I could spend the next several months writing about all the times in my life when courage has been…
Thirteen Thoughts About the Past Week1. Water aerobics classes finally moved outside. Hallelujah! The sun felt great.2. BigBob came home from the hospital yesterday.3. The doctor informed him that he…
Last week I explored the issue of maintaining balance in one’s life, pondering how anyone could possibly maintain multiple blogs while doing justice to their remaining responsibilities. I planned to…
Sunday Scribblings Prompt: Ocean love builds up the broken walland straightens the crooked pathlove keeps the stars in the firmamentand imposes rhythm on the ocean tideseach of us is created…
This Week’s Theme: Childhood Still one of my favorite photos of my boys. In this 1993 shot, Robert was 6 and Matthew was about 15 months old. photo hunt Thanks…
Appetizer Name something you would not want to own. A septic tank service company. Soup Describe your hair (texture, color, length, etc.). Current: Picture in the upper right. Next: Who…
1. “Which side is the appendix on?” That’s what BigBob asked me this morning about 10:45 a.m. At the time, I was unsure but told him, “I think it’s on…
I’m baffled. Stumped. I admit it. I like to visit blogs. I enjoy reading other folks’ writing because I learn from their observations, experiences, and insights. I love seeing the…
Sunday Scribblings Prompt: Wings “God has given you a spirit with wings on which to soar into the spacious firmament of Love and Freedom. Is it not pitiful than that…