Last night we were scheduled to have our monthly block club meeting. Though I had just seen our Senior Lead officer days earlier, I knew that there were a number of updates he planned to give us on some different things going down in our neighborhood right now (things that he did not feel at… Continue reading Yea, though we walk…
Category: Family
Soul Mates
It would seem that Mercy has met her match… Meet my Goddaughter, Karenna.
I think he is homesick
Last night Doug built a house out of Mercy’s new lincoln logs. I overheard him showing her the big fireplace, the wrap-around porch, the dock and the boat slip. And something about an island…
Lasting impressions
A while back I wrote about our single “star” encounter since living here in L.A. Well, Friday afternoon the kids and I were coming home from Pasadena on the 110 after a doctor’s appointment for Aaron. We reached this point right before Dodger’s Stadium where there is a break in the hills and you have… Continue reading Lasting impressions
Ouch
I have two small children (wow, I can’t say that I have two under two anymore!), and getting out of our apartment is at times a physical feat. We have a back door that exits to where our cars are parked, and this is the door that Doug and I have always used to come… Continue reading Ouch
Mix tape
I often write here about the sights and sounds of my neighborhood. It is a lively place that surprises and intrigues me, and while there are occasionally things that shock me there are many more things that begin to feel quote normal and expected. Like loud parties with lots of Mariachi or hip-hop music that… Continue reading Mix tape
Mystery solved
As I mentioned in an earlier post, Mercy has been insistent about what she wants for her birthday party this Sunday: party hats, pink cake, and hot dogs. I have wondered why these particular things held such great importance to her, but since I am one who tends to have her heart definitively set on… Continue reading Mystery solved
Some thoughts on growing up
I was just reading something about the future of youth ministry in the church, and it made me think about what the things were that made a difference for me as a young person growing up in her faith: 1. Christian Camp: All of the “Jesus Camp” press aside, I was deeply affected as a… Continue reading Some thoughts on growing up
In the shadows of the happy day
Tomorrow is Mercy’s second birthday, or “happy day” as we call it in our house. She has been quite clear as to what she wants for her celebration: “party hats, pink cake, hot dogs and apple juice.” I better enjoy the days when birthday wishes are this simple. I know that pony rides, doll cakes,… Continue reading In the shadows of the happy day
A product of her environment
In our neighborhood, there is a significant population of young and old who push shopping carts around. For most of these folks, the carts are filled with their belongings–they are their “homes” so to speak. For others, they are more about commerce, filled to overflowing with the recycling they are able to collect from the… Continue reading A product of her environment