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Mostly Okay

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Mostly Okay

I have had several friends checking in on me this last week, praying for me, and asking about my hip and lower back pain. The answer is that I'm mostly okay. The pain is still there but it's so much better than it was when I wrote the last blog post. I took ibuprofen every four hours for three days to get the pain under control, then tapered off to see what would happen. Thankfully the pain has remained relatively low and does not seem to be worsening. I am hopeful for continued progress as the days pass, so I guess that means my mind is mostly okay too. 

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Weary of My Own Voice

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Weary of My Own Voice

Sometimes I tire of being me. Perhaps others tire of me, too.

I've tried to notice lately what happens inside myself when TJ is away on his trips for work. The majority of my psyche is giddy with the bare landscape of our weekends, time to do nothing but stay home, finish the kids' schoolwork, cook and clean at leisure, and have plenty of alone time while the kids play and sleep. There is the very occasional errand that gives me a mental reprieve from too much time at home, but rarely do I converse face to face with another adult except at church on Sunday mornings.

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Goals Explained, Part 3

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Goals Explained, Part 3

To become more or different somehow is an act of grace, a testimony to the power of time to heal, a resounding "Yes" to the question of whether redemption is possible. My failures shine a spotlight on my successes, not the other way around. Because I've forgotten kindness toward the kids many times, and because that is something I'm working on remembering this year, it is noticeable to all when I speak tender, gracious words from a tender, gracious place in my heart.

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The Burden of Labor

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The Burden of Labor

The brilliant Nicholas Carr didn't have to go all Robert Frost on me to make me like his writing even more. I just finished Carr's book The Glass Cage, which I read shortly after reading his earlier book The Shallows. Both of the books opened my eyes to technology's influence on the working world and on our souls.

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