Ash Wednesday To Go

It finally happened: I stood on a street corner for God. Three of 'em. No sandwich board declaring The End Is Nigh, but still more evangelizing than I am comfortable with generally. Fortunately, I had my camera to hide behind. There we were: three women waving on a street corner, one fully garbed in priestly …

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The Cat’s Social Contract

When Paul speaks for our horrible cat, Ivan the (recently) Terrible, he does so in the voice of Stewie from Family Guy.  My internal voice for Ivan has become Sheldon from Big Bang Theory, complete with voluminous Roommate Agreement and it's many Amendments, all written without our input or agreement. It may be unwritten but, …

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POTUS & Archie Bunker’s Toilet

It was a more innocent time, my childhood, when Jane Russell could only display the Platex Cross Your Heart Bra on a mannequin; it was a big deal that we heard the flush of the Bunker's toilet; when a married couple must be shown to each have one foot on the floor in the marital …

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Weekend Coffee Share: Where do You Find the Holy?

We were walking out of Central Barbecue in Memphis, Tennessee, when Paul said, "Let's walk around the front of the motel and see what it is." We'd driven past the sign on the way to the barbecue place, knew we should know the name but came up bupkis. Was is some old rocker's momma's name? …

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All Women Have Weinstein Memories

The Harvey Weinstein revelations this week have been a particularly loathsome example of the hurdles women still face professionally but for me, it hit rather surprisingly close to home. It brought up a memory I guess I'd have to say I repressed, as it was days in before I realized, standing in my kitchen and …

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An (Extra)Ordinary Man

We were serving hot dogs to homeless people in Columbia, South Carolina, when I overheard a scrap of conversation. I had observed that Arthur knew almost all of the homeless we served that day, but chalked it up to frequent participation in this particular ministry. But it was more than that, it was one of …

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#WeekendCoffeeShare: Contemplating the Power of Prayer, and a Road Trip

  If we were having coffee, we would be out on the patio enjoying the morning, as our temperatures in North Central Texas have dropped and the mornings have been spectacular. Over the first cup, I might ask if you've spent any time in prayer this week, however you pray, given all the various storms …

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The Percival Moment

Last night, Paul and I were dropping off a Home Depot bucket full of cleaning products at our priest's house, and Mother Leslie was thanking us for contributing. A couple of other parishioners are driving a truck, stuffed with cleaning supplies, de-humidifiers, and fans, down to Houston today.  I told her no worries, we always …

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A Wedding Dress

  Shimmering fabric, delicate stitching, sparkling sequins, and warm, tiny seed pearls. All of it swathed in yellowing plastic and stuffed in a dilapidated box, a veteran of four moves in two years. Not my wedding dress, but my predecessor's. When one marries for the second time, particularly when one marries a widow(er), one encounters …

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