Google reminds me daily that I need more storage. I've yet to purchase more, continually determined to deal with the thousands of emails I haven't read. When I do set a timer and attempt to delete and sort for fifteen minutes, it's usually never truly emails that are the problem. My storage is filled with … Continue reading Need more storage.
Thin places.
The concept of a thin place didn't really exist for me prior to becoming a Presbyterian. The theory that heaven and earth might touch and be connected was foreign to me, but I immediately connected with it. I did and do have moments where something seemed unreal, unimaginably magnificent and it didn't match its surroundings, like two … Continue reading Thin places.
For the strays.
I love the animals I care for as a pet-sitter, those officially belonging to clients and those nature gifted to them. When I see empty bowls outside the dwelling of an indoor pet, I know I'll likely find a bag of cat food in the pantry with a sticky note marked "for the strays". We share the … Continue reading For the strays.
Ripple.
It's remarkably easy to feel as if one action has little meaning, but little is relative and has varied definitions and applications. An elephant baby is little, but is not when compared to a puppy. A rain drop is little to me, but not to an ant it might fall on. My son used to be little and … Continue reading Ripple.
Cloudy.
I regularly take photos and forget about them for months. When I find them again, usually because I need to delete files and make more room, I sometimes wonder what I was thinking, what was I doing. Whether I remember or not, I value what the photos indicate and suggest. For at least the moment captured, I was … Continue reading Cloudy.
Dog party.
As a child, my favorite book was Go, Dog. Go! I loved seeing the dogs with hats, with skis, in houses, under houses, on top of houses, and in a big party on top of a giant tree. I shouldn't really write about it in past tense, because it continues to be one of the books I … Continue reading Dog party.
Toe beans!
When I care for animals in their homes, I regularly end up on the floor just as much as I end up on the couch. Helping a pet feel comfortable with me as a sitter often involves reducing my height, lowering myself to the ground so that I seem less intimidating. At times, this means … Continue reading Toe beans!
Another world.
"If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world." -C. S. Lewis Another December is here. As I write, two golden retrievers are wrestling over a pink squeaky ball in my living room. We have lights displayed on … Continue reading Another world.
Porch Kitty is now Lady Gray.
Amazingly, this stunning cat is still here, claiming our family as hers. It has been over two years since I first wrote about her publicly. Our friendship has changed with time and she clearly doesn't mind being in my space, as demonstrated by the photo above. I answered some messages from clients in my truck … Continue reading Porch Kitty is now Lady Gray.
Amos, where have you been all my life?
Recently, I've been spending some time in the book of Amos. Though I regularly forget things, I suspect that my lack of memories related to this prophet being spoken of during sermons, bible class, youth group events, is accurate. Introducing Amos is dangerous, because Amos has modern parallels. Unlike some other parts of the Old … Continue reading Amos, where have you been all my life?
Beka Tucker 