Mercy came walking up to me in my sister’s backyard this afternoon with her mud-caked hands proudly extended: “Mommy, my hands are FILTHY.” And then she turned to her brother: “That’s Spanish for dirty.”
He reigns.
I remember it was Easter Sunday our first year living here when we experienced our first homicide on our street. I remember standing on our front porch watching while the area was taped off and and the LAPD worked the scene. I remember watching the coroner’s van arrive to take away the body of the… Continue reading He reigns.
Quotation of the Week
Where the controversy arises is from the fact that Obama’s narrative (his racial and cultural background, his Christian faith, his intellect, his conciliatory manner) are foreign to most white Americans, especially when it comes to presidential candidates. His story requires white Americans to deviate from the standard script too much. With President Bush, it was… Continue reading Quotation of the Week
Friday
Mercy has a toddler Bible and we have read through it a few times now. Both kids are very intrigued by Jesus’ death, and they often ask me to tell the story of how he died. They also know that Jesus did not remain dead but became alive again. The other day we were painting… Continue reading Friday
Mercy the wise
“I’m tired of sleeping.” “And I’m tired of you NOT sleeping.” “Well, let’s figure out that problem…”
Redeemer
I have mentioned a couple of times here that a tragic accident took the life of someone very dear to many of our friends on January first of this year. I never had the privilege of knowing the Mikasa family, but I have been deeply touched by the pain of their loss through my community’s… Continue reading Redeemer
Every morning
“Mommy, do you know there is a song with my name in it?” Mercy asked me on Monday. “Can you sing it for me?” I replied. “The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases…his Mercy never comes to an end…they are new every morning…new every morning…great is thy faithfulness.” “That’s beautiful! Where did you learn… Continue reading Every morning
Our flower girl
Yesterday good friends of ours were married in a lovely ceremony in Pasadena. They asked Mercy to be one of their flower girls, and she performed her task beautifully. She didn’t make it very long up front, though. She and the other little flower girl were supposed to stand up with the bridesmaids until Daddy… Continue reading Our flower girl
Muffin theology
On Friday the phone rang and it was a friend up the street who was calling me from the hospital. She just lost her husband a few weeks ago, and her own health is a concern as well. She was at Good Sam being treated for Pneumonia, and she wanted us to know. This meant… Continue reading Muffin theology
Branded
A friend ministering in the wealthy community of Laguna Beach recently posted on her blog about how the perspective of her kids will be shaped by the affluence around her. One thing I appreciate about Patty’s blog is her honesty and willingness to ask tough questions about what it means to live in the land… Continue reading Branded