Author: lhm

Tomorrow Is Another One

We’ve been reading One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish a lot lately. I mean, every-night-a-couple-of-times a lot. To keep myself sane, I like to see how fast I can read it without tripping over the words, or read it in a British accent. Sometimes I try to make up a tune and sing […]

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But for the Grace

On a recent weekend visit to my parents, I find myself spending all of Friday evening at an urgent care center, waiting for a doctor to examine my daughter, who seems to have an infection that needs to be treated before we can get back home to our pediatrician Monday morning. It is not how […]

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On Loving Words

I read Anne Lamott’s memoir Traveling Mercies in the waning days of 2001, in my first year of divinity school, in the months after the planes hit the towers, as my grandmother was dying. That book taught me something real about grief, that life could be both hard and good and funny, that church is good, and that […]

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The Bunns

We have two new neighbors. They live in our backyard, they come and go as they please, they’re very quiet, and they have long ears that pop upright whenever they hear us coming. So far, they’ve stayed out of the lettuce in our garden.. We look for them every morning out the den window, and […]

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Any May a Beautiful Change: 2013

Last May, a year ago, my good friend Katherine hosted a blog carnival and invited her readers to write about a “beautiful change.” I wrote about the first week I spent at the Collegeville Institue, which was the week I met Katherine (in the oddest cab ride ever), and the week when Hopes and Fears […]

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Checking In

Seeing as how several liturgical seasons have now passed since my last post (December! Remember December?), this seems as good a time as any to check in here. I actually wrote a post, several weeks ago now, and spent the better part of an evening revamping the blog template, adjusting colors and styles. I went […]

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Hope

Harper and I have been working on a small Christmas craft, to give to teachers and grandparents (Sorry, Grandparents, to ruin the surprise). I do this sort of thing approximately once a year, so don’t get any ideas about what a crafty mom I am, but we had fun. I wasn’t sure what we were […]

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