Our Lives, God’s Poiema

Our Lives, God’s Poiema

An  enchanted April is upon us! Here in Colorado, every sun-bright April day where birds are busy and happy and buds are promising to burst, these days are enchanting indeed. And all the more so as we welcome National Poetry Month. What better pairing than springtime and poetry, all in the glow of Resurrection. Today I smile as I scan an email from the American Academy of Poets. This month they’re celebrating the role of correspondence–letters written and received– in poets’ lives. Their word comes on the heels of a snowy spring weekend last month when, in cleaning closets, I came upon a shoebox filled with letters from a dear friend of the past. She wasn’t a poet, per se, but her correspondence was poetry to me, her life a poem rich...

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The Word for Summer Reading

The Word for Summer Reading

Aahh. Summer reading. If you love those words and have already been considering your own selections for this summer’s beach or lakeside, camp site or back deck reads, then join the club and let’s do some more thinking about what we can enjoy this summer. When I think about summer reading, I first think of light-hearted novels, books for easy picking up and putting down. Books to take us somewhere else through a journey of the imagination, an entre into another life. I think of escape as I let go of the pressures and pace of everyday life and venture into another’s story. And then, when I think about summer reading, I get practical and look at my life. Three boys and a summer of activity. Even our summer getaways usually provide only snatches of...

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Heavy With Story

Heavy With Story

Have you ever been heavy with a story? Of course you have. You know, when fiction wraps itself around you and you can’t shake it off as you go about your day? When a character is as alive with you as the person sitting with you at the dinner table? When a reality jumping off the pages is way bigger than the story and just can’t be shelved any way you think about it? I’ve been heavy with story this week. I finished The Language of Flowers (http://www NULL.amazon NULL.com/Language-Flowers-Novel-Vanessa-Diffenbaugh/dp/034552554X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1330625939&sr=1-1) by Vanessa Diffenbaugh a couple days ago and it’s still weighing on me like a cloak several sizes too big. Victoria lived in foster homes for her entire...

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