Aaron loves playing basketball. Lauren has a little hoop attached to an overhang in her apartment, and it is probably daily that I hear the request from my son to “go to Lauren’s house!” So, the other day I decided to get creative and I cut out the bottom of a Noah’s Bagels’ box that… Continue reading Ghetto basketball
Author: erika
Yes, yes he is…
Mercy watched The Prince of Egypt yesterday at her little best friend’s house, and when I came over later and the kids were all playing in the playroom, I overheard Mercy role-playing with some random assortment of figurines. Two of them were God and Jesus, and they were talking to Moses telling him that he… Continue reading Yes, yes he is…
Narrow is the road…
We have a narrow driveway that leads to the parking area behind our apartment. I am so grateful for on-site parking in our building (Kenwood is notorious for it’s overcrowded parking situation) but I have a complicated relationship with this driveway: I once popped the tire on my sister’s little Nissan Sentra when I borrowed… Continue reading Narrow is the road…
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My parents celebrated thirty-nine years of marriage on Saturday. When I talked to my mom that night, I thanked her for her and my dad’s commitment to each other for all of these years. I realize that I am likely in the minority of my generation with regards to still-married parents at my age (not… Continue reading 39
I wrote a poem Friday night…
The View from the Hotel Fig Fireflies caught and cozy in glass On tables lounging poolside Friday night lights drowsy beneath Stretching arms of fluorescent checkerboards tickling heaven. The corner absorbs me Throat warm A cherry in amber Tasting this funny place that loans me a seat among Angels. Not far the skate punks rule… Continue reading I wrote a poem Friday night…
Quotation of the Week
At one point I prefaced a line of questioning with these words: “As someone who believes that Barth is not a Christian….†Van Til quickly and decisively cut me off. “No, no!,†he exclaimed. “I have never said that Barth is not a Christian! What I have said is that an unsaved person could not… Continue reading Quotation of the Week
Going once, going twice…
The back of my van is full of new diapers. They are for a newborn, and I have been trying to pass them along to someone who could use them for a few weeks now. A good friend was thoughtful enough to pass them along to me, knowing that I had friends who had just… Continue reading Going once, going twice…
Say cheese
I have discovered something about Aaron in the last few weeks. He really, really loves cameras and one of his favorite things to do is to take pictures. He is so proud of the flash (he has taken to calling it the “fireworks”) and he loves turning the camera over to see the image he… Continue reading Say cheese
Morning humor
Mercy was cuddling in the living room with us this morning when she spotted Elijah on the floor. “Mommy, Elijah is wearing jammies that Aaron wore.” “That’s right, Mercy. Those were Aaron’s.” There was a long pause as Mercy stared at her littlest brother. “Mommy, what makes things shrink?”
Goodbye, Charlie and Kate
Saturday afternoon I had the privilege of sharing words of gratitude honoring twenty-seven years of Charlie Barker’s service in ministry at Pasadena Covenant Church. Charlie was the pastor who, through meeting my sister and brother-in-law and hearing the story of our community here in South Central, led his church in embracing a partnership with us… Continue reading Goodbye, Charlie and Kate