Often I feel like life here is filled with sacrifice and costly choices. I can even focus on this at times and feel like the joy and life embedded in those things is not accessible or believable. It has been a strange season for me here in many ways. Having lived without many comforts and… Continue reading Needed: perspective
Category: Los Angeles
Happy Day
Let’s just say that my husband and four very dear friends pulled the most amazing surprise celebration for me for my birthday this weekend. Highlights included: • A song written by my husband with the repeated line: “Happy no-bun-in-the-oven-for-the second-time-since-the-weddin’ birthday” • Walking around downtown wearing a dinner roll with a big X drawn through… Continue reading Happy Day
Because we live in L.A.
Last night we sat outside enjoying the finally cool evening with our Friday night friends. We had spread a blanket in the grass at the park by their house that runs along the bluff overlooking the ocean. Doug brought his guitar and was playing and singing, and suddenly there was this Russian man with a… Continue reading Because we live in L.A.
What would Disney do?
We spent the day today in Anaheim visiting Doug’s dad and his wife. They have rented a condo for part of the week and the last two days we have been enjoying their wonderful company, some nice air conditioning, and the great swimming pool at their resort. They are located on the edge of the… Continue reading What would Disney do?
It must have been a PC
From the LAPD website pressroom: Non-tactical Negligent Discharge Los Angeles: A police officer, who was cleaning his service weapon, negligently fired one round into an office computer. “Officers are expected to maintain control of their weapon at all times,” said LAPD spokesman Lieutenant Paul Vernon. “We refer to these incidents as negligent discharges rather than… Continue reading It must have been a PC
My shepherd
When Doug came home last night after work, the first thing out of his mouth as he walked through the door was: “Hey, what happened to the license plate?” Having no clue what he was talking about, I was stunned to find out that in fact there was no longer a plate on the back… Continue reading My shepherd
Imperfection
My childhood in Seattle was marked by weekly trips to the Pike Place Market with my parents. This was before it was the tourist mecca that it is today, when the little coffee store across the street was just a cool-smelling shop with a big mermaid on the sign. My parents knew many of the… Continue reading Imperfection
Memo to Los Angeles
Doug took this picture of a sidewalk in Santa Monica, on our way back from the Farmer’s Market. If you live in L.A., you know what it is talking about.
Alabanza!
I just returned home from preaching at our Saturday service. This was an especially significant event for me: it was the first time I had ever preached in Spanish. I have always shrugged off my pastor’s hints that I should preach at this service. I preach regularly for our Sunday morning service, but with small… Continue reading Alabanza!
Rejected
So I am frustrated. I attended my denominational school, for both my undergrad and the beginning of my seminary education. During my years there I received a distinct calling to bear the good news to what many would consider to be unbearable places, and I have followed that call from Chicago to Spokane to Portland… Continue reading Rejected