Minutiae

Those Who Touched Our Skirt

Those Who Touched Our Skirt

Another theme of which Alexander McCall Smith writes frequently in his stories, and that I failed to mention in this previous post, concerns the moral responsibility we have toward those with whom we come in contact. Reading his books (and re-reading the many quotes I’ve copied from his books) should propel me to this right end of concern for those in my field of vision.

In My Kitchen

In My Kitchen

The other night, I experienced the leisurely cooking of a meal as I talked to TJ after his arrival home from work. The kids were off playing alone or with one another. I was less interested in their exact locations than in the fact that somehow, I had made it to this point. I could cook and think and talk, alone or with this man, and our responsibilities for children were momentarily called off.

A Broad Place

A Broad Place

I have been thinking about Psalm 18 off and on for a couple weeks. Sometimes, when I read a passage that sticks with me more than the rest, I take it to be God’s specific word for me. He brought Ginger out into a broad place…You gave a wide place for Ginger’s steps under her...