I rise before dawn and cry for help; I have put my hope in Your Word. My eyes stay open through the watches of the night, that I may meditate on Your promises. – Psalm 119: 147-148 I woke up at 3:30am this morning. I have no idea why. I woke up with the words…
“Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke? Is it not to share your food with the hungry and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter – when you see…
There’s this great book called “Caps For Sale!” by Esphyr Slobodkina, subtitled A Tale of a Peddler, Some Monkeys and Their Monkey Business. I would highly recommend it – I mean, for under $15.00 you get a great story, and someone to read it to you… It’s the story of a peddler who can’t sell…
today’s an Alexander day a day that’s full of wishes and all that i can think of now to rhyme is stupid: fishes?! so let’s abort the rhyming thing; revert to random thinking… it’s the kind of day when your pants don’t fit right when the coffee you really wanted you spilled down your…
Someone once said, “Today is the first day of the rest of your life; go, and make the most of it.” Wise words, and advice worth taking. So I am going, and beginning this day where I began this blog – with the concept of Sabbath rest. I’m re-reading Mudhouse Sabbath slowly, with good coffee…
