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Holy Week 2019, Monday: Will You Walk “This Week” with Me?

(Me, before an evening class. Hope, Arkansas.)

At the beginning of this day, I had an idea. Then Notre Dame came falling down in flames, and really…well, fill in the blank…because if you’re alive on this planet, you surely know this structure is iconic. A terrible day to mark down in history, truly. And somehow, it seems to be worse that this happened as we begin Holy Week in the Christian world.

But, as I went about my day and continued to ponder what I want to do that is meaningful this week, my first idea still stands.

Let’s walk together. This Holy Week. Will you join me? Walk anywhere, post a picture if you’re so moved, or just join in anonymously. That’s good, too. 🙏🏼

Walk with me, knowing we know nothing. We know nothing about what is around the bend. We walk. We write a line about it. We live and learn. We listen.

We all saw that play out in flashing fire today.

But before I knew what I know now, what was beyond my immediate control, I walked.

I started early, and was greeted by not one, but four cardinals on the rocky road near my house. This sighting truly lifted my heart, and at that moment, I did not know that half a world away, Notre Dame was engulfed in flames.

I returned to the house, saw the news, and of course my heart fell.

“…but the gates of hell shall not prevail against it…” kept ringing in my ears, and the voices of the Parisian people lifted in unison as their cathedral burned…their joining as one voice moved me to remember that the human spirit cannot be touched. We can always fly. Always.

Just like those morning birds…

Then, as I was leaving for work, my older dog was barking nonstop, warning me of an unexpected visitor. Huge snake. The symbolism is not lost on me.

Everywhere, some kind of turmoil. Daily.

So, lots was on my mind as I arrived at my next stop. More symbolism: Hope is where I work on Mondays. And tonight, I walked there, too.

I walked a short paved path that I always think I will, but never do. But today was different. I walked and prayed for Parisians, for firefighters, for travelers. For those who hoped to visit a beautiful place of worship, and for those who won’t get to see that dream come true…not in the way they hoped.

And I realized yet again, we are all here for only a minute, then we are gone. Nothing is sure except our spirits.

So, I’m walking into this week with no preconceived ideas. Just walking and listening to what might need to be said. Will you join me?

Let’s see where we might walk tomorrow…

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Friday’s Five 4/5/2019

So much more than five good things this week…because we know we will find the good things when we look. And look, we must.

Birthdays 🎉 I celebrated well and felt much love and goodness from people who mean a great deal to me. Cards, texts, videos, messages. And a special toast with my son. 🍻

Children 👶🏼 I’ve seen my grandchildren this week, laughed with them, listened to them…the latest coined word is “flappers” (AKA flip flops) and I missed you. Oh my…that little sentence…

Clover ❤️ It is blooming garnet on the roadsides and brings my parents to mind. My father the farmer, and my mother the caretaker of photographing the beauty so we would always remember.

Mail 💌 I was a fortunate recipient of a lot of good messages this week. Is there anything nicer than getting real mail? It ranks way up there for me.

Candles 🕯 My daughter lit a candle for me in a church in Greece on my birthday. I lit one the same day in a park in a little town named Hope. My heart lifted with each strike of light.

So much more good, and I am acutely aware that the realization of seeing goodness is not common to all. So, I am grateful I see it.

I hope you do, too.


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Lent/ Thursday 3/28/19 Look

When was the last time you took five minutes to really look at something you take for granted everyday? The grass beneath your feet? The seat on the subway? The pillow you’ll hopefully rest your head on tonight?

Really look.

This tiny patch of ground enamored my grandchildren today. They saw more in five minutes than most people see in five days/weeks/years. Because everything is still interesting. The world is filled with movement and wonder and life in all its stages.

Our Lenten table seems to have an outdoor theme this week. Good. It is spring, after all. ✅

Look. ❤️


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Lent: Second Week Stanzas// Thursday, March 21, 2019–WS Merwin Chimes in

And now

“Listen with the night falling we are saying thank you

we are stopping on the bridges to bow from the railings

We are running out of the glass rooms

With our mouths full of food to look at the sky

And say thank you

We are standing by the water thanking it

Standing by the window looking out

In our directions…”

I think WS Merwin would like having his poetry here on this first full day of spring. This stanza from his poem “Thanks”…and I echo his title.


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Friday’s Five—Lent 3/15/2019

The chaos of trying is still evident in my day-to-day. Seems as if order intends to be my friend for awhile. So be it. Notice I am calling her my friend. That is a mind shift. A good one.

Things take how long they take.

Today, I’m reverting back to my time tested way of reflecting over the week. Searching for the good things. I have never had to think very long at all. And, I leave out a lot. Just FYI.

5 from the previous week:

Laughter

Understanding

Patience

Love

Beauty

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I know I usually give specifics. Tonight, I challenge you to think of each word as a place. Picture yourself as a participant in that place. If you can’t, you might have a new goal for the future. If you can, well…yay. 🌟


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Lent 2019 Day 2–3/7/2019

Already on my way to my inner wish that this white tablecloth (old sheet) would see a transformation along the days to Easter, just as I hope we will.

Little did I know it would start so soon, but 2 two-year old Emma was here today…and she paints like she lives: with wild abandon.

So today, this message:

The mess is often beautiful. Enjoy the colors you see today. 🌟


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A Lenten Invitation

I’m setting a table. Will you join me?

I have no idea where I’m going or even how long I’ll manage to keep it up ( the goal is until Easter), but you are welcome here in the chaos I’ve learned to call home.

I’d like to tell you I have everything sorted out, and that there will be deep reflections and perfectly curated verses and other nice things…

but the truth is, it’s just me. Here. Trying.

First day of Lent, 2019. My version of a new year. I like setting new goals, revisiting myself, making decisions that will hopefully help. Not necessarily me, I’ve learned. Sometimes the decision helps someone else. May it be so.

Amen.