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  • Sunday Gratitude – 2.VIII.2026

    Sunday Gratitude – 2.VIII.2026

    Boy, has it been busy the last couple of weeks! More appointments than I could shake a stick at, and a couple of weekend events as well. I’m very grateful that things pretty much went off without a hitch, and appointments were met, things a t home have been pretty quiet, and events were enjoyable.

    One of the events that I went to last Sunday was German Fest in Milwaukee. I had toyed with the idea of biking the 16 or so miles up to church, and then continuing on the eight from church to the fest, but I’m happy that I didn’t do that. Instead, I put my bike in the car and drove up to church, changed quickly afterwards in the bathroom, then biked the 8 up to German Fest. I had never biked along the Lakefront Path before, and it was really beautiful, albeit busy with people, making it impossible to go very fast. For me, one of the draws is that I get to see people I know, and so that was really fun. (I just wish my German dress still fit me.)

    I biked the 8 miles back to the car, and at the end I was tired, and I was grateful I didn’t have 16 more to go, but I didn’t feel terrible either. Last year, I parked in a place where it was a four mile ride from my car to the fest, and on the way back, I felt like I was dying. However, I probably hadn’t even been on a bike in at least 2-3 years before then. And now, well, between the Thursday afternoon before German Fest and the following Friday afternoon, I biked over fifty miles, and it was challenging, but fun. 🙂 I’m grateful for the opportunity to be working on my health.

    Silly thing, but my older son was looking for 32 gigabyte SD cards for something. I figured that that was easy enough; as long as I can remember, those things aren’t wildly expensive. Imagine my shock when I walked into Best Buy to get one, and they all seemed to be over $45. Insane. I told him to hold off on buying one, and though I often have miscellaneous extra memory cards and such around, there was nothing that would help him in this instance. Mind you, though, that I haven’t purchased any of these in at least 3 years. The next day, he and his sister went to the gym, and I decided to check out WalMart. Wouldn’t you know, but the price was almost as bad. However, there were two associates who came up right by me, one of them holding a plastic case. Wouldn’t you know, but there were two 32GB SD cards in it. They seemed to be confused about where they wanted to put the item, as it had originally come from the outdoor section, as these two were marketed for trail cams. Nobody is looking for SD cards in the outdoor section! I’m sure this is why this was marked down to $8.50. I proceeded to ask if I could buy it, and they were happy to oblige me, as that also meant that they didn’t have to find a place to put them in the case. I am very grateful I didn’t have to shell out three times as much for the same item.

    After German Fest, I went over to my church’s church picnic. That was fun, too. The location is great, and it’s nice to hang out with good people. Summer days are beautiful like that.

    Speaking of summer days, we finally got some rain. I don’t think it rained at all in July until the 27th and it was kind of sad seeing everybody’s lawns turning brown. I had mowed right around the last week of June, and I had meant to a couple of weeks after that, and I actually started to, but after about 10 minutes of mowing, I twisted my ankle and it hurt too much to keep going. By the next day already, I didn’t know if it was safe to mow, but it was interesting to see how those strips that I did mow turned very, very brown, and I’m grateful I didn’t cut the whole lawn and have it looking like that.

    On the weather front, we had strong storms that came through on the 27th. Friends of mine in Milwaukee had power knocked out, but here, thankfully, we kept power, there was no hail, etc. Unfortunately, this was not the case in all of Wisconsin, and the town of Menasha, in particular, got hit badly. My kids and I signed up for an event months ago that takes place in this area; once I heard that there was a tornado, I checked back to see if the event had been cancelled. It didn’t seem to be, so we drove up to the area and just happened to end up on the street here that this man is driving on in the first 3 minutes of the video here.

    How did I end up in Menasha? Well, our first destination was in a small town called Combined Locks. The driving on the interstate had been miserable due to rain, and at a certain point, I couldn’t take it any more, and looked for the first exit off, knowing I could come up the western side of Lake Winnebago to get to where I wanted to go. It just happens that Menasha is pretty much on the western side of the tip of Lake Winnebago, so by getting off the interstate, it pretty much meant going through Menasha. It was weird, too, because at first, I just noticed that there were a lot of tree branches and stuff on the sides of the road, and it kind of dawned on me that that must have been a result of the storm. I did not know that within about 15 minutes, we’d be driving through a disaster zone like this. The crazy thing is, though, that once I got through Menasha, my destination was about six miles down the road, and over there, things looked completely normal. For as bad as the tornado was though, it’s amazing that not a single person was killed – certainly something to be grateful for.

    The event that the little kids and I went to was a bike ride/music festival called “Bike to the Beat“. The event took place on Saturday, but the four of us made a little mini-vacation out of it, and it was an awful lot of fun. The drive up was absolutely horrendous, lasting 4 hours when 2.5 is more normal. It rained the whole time and there were accidents and road construction in the Milwaukee area. I was so incredibly grateful both to get off the interstate and to actually arrive at the hotel.

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    BIke to the Beat was amazing, even apart from a couple of wrinkles in the day, and I am grateful that there were no mechanical issues with the bikes, we had all the tools, I didn’t forget any pedals or anything, etc. More than that though, the kids enjoyed the hotel a lot and we took a little detour through Manitowoc on the way back, and it was really a good trip. I’m the type of person who is always trying to anticipate what might go wrong in order to avoid any pitfalls, and when things go off with no major issues, I am grateful.

    I’m grateful, too, that after far too long, I got to video chat with a dear friend. I’m grateful, too that through everything, the friendship holds.

    Wow, it’s been a full couple of weeks! Thank you all for your patience with me! I am certainly grateful for all of you!


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  • Sunday Gratitude – 13.VII.2025- (yes it’s late on Tuesday)

    Sunday Gratitude – 13.VII.2025- (yes it’s late on Tuesday)

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    Sunday was the feast day of St. Alexander of Munich. 82 years ago, he was executed by the Nazi regime. I’m planning on getting this book – “Alexander Schmorell, Christoph Probst, und die Weisse Rose” – for my birthday, God willing. It sounds weird to say, I suppose, but I am certain that he’s praying for me, and I am eternally grateful for that. I think a lot of people come into Christianity with a kind of vague idea of this now being the time to be a better person. That’s not a bad thing, per se, but being Orthodox has made the goal to be a saint, and I take real comfort in the fact that the prayers of the saints surround us. I am looking forward to getting to meet him in the realest life there is – the life in the world to come.

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    My youngest, when she was not here, decided to take a little solo adventure with her bicycle. Luckily, she was only gone for 45 minutes or so – or so I’m told – and despite the police getting involved, things got resolved relatively quickly.

    I am thankful to have had a weekend that included calling friends and having long conversations, some time to get some stuff done, both inside and out, and also a little bit of time to just go out on the bike. I also got a couple miscellaneous errands done, and I’m really looking forward to “adventures” of my own before too long.

    I am grateful to those who have been using the Amazon links from here – over the last week or so, there’s been a small pick-up in affiliate sales, and while it’s certainly a little thing, every little bit helps.

    I am grateful that it was a pretty laid-back week, and that there were days where I didn’t have to go anywhere.

    I’m thankful for all the people who have patience for me, and thankful for all of you for reading and praying for me as well. 🙂


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  • Sunday Gratitude – 6.VII.2025

    Sunday Gratitude – 6.VII.2025

    This is probably going to sound corny, but I’m grateful for the ancestry work that the Church of Latter Day Saints (Mormons) do. We, as Orthodox, talk about “memory eternal”, but at least these days, we don’t do a whole lot to even remember our own families. I’ve been interested in genealogy since I was a kid, and today I’ve been making some headway on FamilySearch.org, which is fun. These days, a person can even post photos and stories and such to go along with people, and it’s really neat to see relatives of mine post pictures of people. Some of these photos are well over a century old! In doing this sort of research, I’ve come across bits and pieces of stories, and it’s really interesting – and humbling.

    I am grateful that the weather has cooled a bit. I think the high humidity has been messing with my head a bit; I just haven’t felt quite right for the last few days, but I think the high humidity has had something to do with that.

    I’m thankful that my younger kids convinced me to take them out to see fireworks. As much as I was getting very frustrated with some of the behavior, it was nice, and it’s probably very good that there are some *traditions* to hold on to. I’m thankful that the trip was uneventful, and that I got some time to just chat about things with younger son in the car.

    I’m grateful that one of my youngest’s pairs of glasses was found and was not destroyed. I’m also grateful that I found one of my two pairs, a pair which apparently fell off my desk, before that was destroyed either.

    I’m grateful for friendships that inspire, and touching base with someone who I don’t talk with very often, but whose friendship means a lot over all these years.

    And I am thankful that this week marked the birthday of another friend whose struggles have been enormous, simply knowing he’s still here, fighting for another day. There’s been twice in my life, many years apart, when I didn’t know that he’d make it to his next birthday and, well, there’s that gratitude for life now each time that that day comes rolling around.

    I’m very glad to have been able to slow down quite a bit this week, and that a fairly large tangle has been resolved, at least for now.

    Thank you so much, again, for the part you play in this – I am incredibly grateful for you all.


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  • “A Cloud of Outrageous Blue” by Vesper Stamper – Book Impressions

    “A Cloud of Outrageous Blue” by Vesper Stamper – Book Impressions

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    I bought “A Cloud of Outrageous Blue” last year at the Touchstone Conference after meeting Vesper Stamper, its author and one of last year’s speakers. I had been impressed listening to Vesper talk about her life in a couple of podcasts I listened to before the event and it was wonderful to actually get to speak with her in person. We certainly do have a couple of common interests, and I hope that we’ll get to meet again.

    In any case, I finally got around to reading the book a couple of weeks ago. I flew through it. Mind you, it’s written as a young adult book, which does tend to make it easier to go through a work quickly, but more than that, it was the type of good that made me not want to put it down. With all the distractions in my life these days, getting through it in such a fashion is high praise in itself.

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    The book centers around a young woman named Edyth whose family is ripped apart towards the end of 1348. Having few other prospects after her father falls into disgrace, her older brother arranges for her to live at a convent. She’s not being forced to take vows to become a nun, but because she’s living at the convent, she’s subject to their rules and their way of life. As a teenager who had her own picture of how her life was going to play out, she’s far from happy about this turn of events. On the other hand, life at the convent is not easy, but apart from her growing conflict with the second-in-charge, it isn’t terrible either.

    However, as the story wends its way into 1349, there is a creeping danger to the tranquility of the convent. Plague. For a good long while, it’s the boogeyman creeping around the edges of their consciousness, but nothing that has touched the daily routines of the ancient church. Soon enough, though, there’s nowhere to run from it…

    As I mentioned before, I liked this book a lot. The writing is really good, and the setting is fairly unusual as well. Furthermore, while it isn’t a “Christian” book, per se, the fact that the majority of the story takes place in the convent and is not hostile to Christianity is refreshing. Sure, Edyth sometimes finds herself running afoul of the convent’s rules. On the other hand, even within the book, one can pick up on the place kind of running on its own separate time – seasons, feast days, daily offices, work and prayer that become as routine as breathing.

    In the end, there are choices and consequences, death and miracles, and the things that legends are made of. As dark as some of this book can get – and I definitely wouldn’t recommend anyone under ten read it without someone with whom they can talk to about some of these themes – in the end, there is great light, and a path for Edyth that is totally unexpected. In this way, the book stands in sharp contrast to a lot of what passes for “young adult” literature these days, particularly with their themes of magick and eternal death.

    I liked this book so much that I got myself a copy of another one of Vesper’s books, “Berliners“. I hope to get to it soon! Also, there’s another book that’s coming out this year that Vesper was part of creating, “A Knot is Not A Tangle“, where she served as illustrator… Yes, that’s one thing that I forgot to mention above – besides writing the book, Vesper also illustrated it, so the entire book has her illustrations interspersed throughout. Usually, I don’t pay very much attention to illustrations, but they certainly do augment the book beautifully.

    Anyway, if any of you have read this or any other of Vesper Stamper’s books, I’d love to hear from you! 🙂


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  • Sunday Gratitude 29.VI.2025

    Sunday Gratitude 29.VI.2025

    It’s weird to think that June is just about over, and the days are starting to get shorter. I’m thankful that the really hot weather passed, though over the past week it’s been a good bit warmer than before, especially at night.

    The last week or so has been filled with a lot of frustration, cranky kids, and things that didn’t quite go the way they should. On the other hand, I’m thankful that we have things like good dentists and things. I had an “extra” appointment this past week – I hated that I had to be there, but I was happy that the issue could (*finally*) be taken care of.

    I’m thankful to the priest who thinks that it is important enough to have singers for things like baptisms, weddings, etc., that he paid the three of us who were there for one of these events something in appreciation. I’m thankful for not having to drive as much (even though there were appointments and stuff) and just taking it easy a little bit.

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    Thank you so much for reading! I appreciate it a lot!


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  • Sunday Gratitude – 22.VI.2025

    Sunday Gratitude – 22.VI.2025

    It’s nearly 11pm, and it’s still over 80℉ outside, which is really, really unusual. We went from barely spring to full-out summer in the blink of an eye. My home cooling system has been on its “last legs” for the last couple of years, but it actually performs decently when it’s over 85℉ or so (isn’t being rained on, and preferably is run in the daytime) and I am extraordinarily grateful that it’s getting us through this heat.

    I am also very grateful that the microwave is still functional after having been overheated after somebody tried cooking rice in it.

    I am grateful to have had a couple of days so far with minimal driving, and I am thankful that grocery pickup is so widely available.

    I don’t want to be doing too much stuff over the summer, but it seems like if there’s nothing going on, it breeds discontent, so I’m grateful that we’ve got some options that will not cost very much.

    I’m thankful we made it through church today, no air-conditioning and everything. It was less the lack of air conditioning than other things that were very frustrating, but the heat did not help.

    I’m grateful for a little one who still wants to snuggle, and friends who will listen to my frustrations.


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  • Book Impressions – “The Tender Bar” by J.R. Moehringer

    Book Impressions – “The Tender Bar” by J.R. Moehringer

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    This was not a book that I would have picked on my own. Somebody mentioned to me in a comment that it was a book that I might enjoy, so I ordered it from Amazon the next time I placed an order. (Every once in awhile, I need something fairly small to get to the $35 free shipping minimum, so I usually have a couple of things saved to the side that I can throw in if I need to. I *suspect* this was the case here.) The book had been sitting atop the 2-foot-high pile of “things to read next” on the table by one of the living room recliners, and it had been there long enough that I had kind of forgotten about it.

    However, being at the top, a couple of weeks ago I picked it up and started looking through it, and the writing absolutely captivated me. I formally started from the beginning, and before I knew it, I was over a hundred pages in. It’s really that good. I made it to the end. You hear me? I made it to the end!!

    The Tender Bar is a memoir, a tale of J.R. Moehringer’s life as he grew up and negotiated the world as a son without a father. Obviously, he did have a father, but the man was not a good man and wasn’t in the picture. He grew up with his mother constantly struggling to make ends meet, and trying to live up to the self-imposed expectation that he take care of her. One constant in his life was the neighborhood bar where his uncle – the brother to his mom – worked, and the men who gave him a place to be as he was trying to figure out this crazy thing called life.

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    There were several things I liked about this book. I think I have a tendency to like memoirs, but I also realize that it’s really easy to do a memoir wrong. One tendency that a lot of people have is to make themselves the superhero in the story, to the point where they are never wrong. (Though not a memoir, my mom pointed out this style of storytelling from the TV show Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman. As much as she liked the show, we all knew that Michaela was never wrong, which did get to be comical, but I digress…) From the time he’s a kid, Moeringer writes the story in a way in which his actions are sometimes comical, sometimes even inexplicable, but always somehow understandable for the situation he’s in. I think he does a good job demonstrating how having two radically different “pictures” of the future really affected his behavior – on one hand, he’s a kid whose mother is barely getting by and he kind of assumes that life is this struggle against being devoured by greater forces; a life where he can hardly comprehend a world where a person is doing more than getting by. At the same time, he’s a kid who is incredibly bright whose mother cares enough to push him to make the most of his talents. Surprising even to him, he manages to get himself accepted to Yale. As time passes, it becomes more and more obvious that he can’t avoid choosing who he’s going to be – the young man wanting to set the world on fire as a writer for the New York Times or a common barfly whose only stories are of how he was *this close* to success.

    Considering the book, and considering that this book was even adapted into a movie by Amazon (though I’ve gathered that it changes a fair number of things) it’s probably obvious what Moehringer’s choice ended up being. Moehringer is an incredibly talented writer who manages to draw a reader in to every page. There are all kinds of “colorful” characters, from family to bar patrons to bookstore bosses who don’t seem interested in actually selling books, but he also seems to have the rare understanding that places can be characters in and of themselves, and Manhasset, New York, where he spent most of his childhood, is one of those places, and the bar where his uncle worked served as an organ for the lifeblood of the community.

    As you might imagine, there’s some adult language as well as rough men talk. I’m not saying that to disparage the book, because it absolutely fits the situation it’s written in, but I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea. It is an amazing story, so very “American” in the sense of the kind of story where a young person rises up against all odds to make something of his life, but it doesn’t gloss over the loss and pain that had to be worked through and put away in order to even decide to go down that path.

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  • Sunday Gratitude – 15.VI.2025

    Sunday Gratitude – 15.VI.2025

    Happy Fathers Day! To all the fathers, grandfathers, spiritual fathers, and all those who have stepped in as fathers as the need has arisen – you all are amazing! The relationship I had with my dad from the time I was 13 was both non-existent and awful, and I am so much in debt to good men who were examples of who good men are and who helped keep me from getting too far off the rails. None of them were perfect people, but my gratitude for them is eternal!

    Although school has been over for my younger kids since May, my oldest had school until this past Thursday. I can’t tell you how thankful I am for the school year to be over. I put 15,000 miles on my car this school year, and I am so incredibly tired of all the driving. I am thankful that there were no major incidents, and I am thankful that it all kind of worked out. This coming week is soccer camp, but I am looking forward to days where the car can just sit for awhile and I don’t have to go anywhere.

    The weather this year has been incredibly cool; we’ve only had one day above 80℉, and many, many where it’s struggled to get up to 60℉. I always remember being lilacs being an April or early May flower in Chicago as a kid; now I’m enough north of there that the timetable is a little behind that, but this year, we’re just kind of wrapping up the lilacs now. It’s crazy! I’ve done a little bit of work in the yard, but it hasn’t been as pressing being as all the plants are behind. I know I’ve mentioned my neighbor and the grass before, but I tried to give him a gift card for his trouble, and not only would he not take it, but he told me not to worry about mowing for right now, that he’d take care of it. Wow.

    One of the good things about the cool weather is that it makes biking more fun. 🙂 I’ve taken the bike out three times in the last couple of weeks, and it’s been amazing. I am out of shape and out of practice, but I used to go around on the bike all the time, and there’s muscle memory there, and it’s still glorious to ride. This past Thursday, I went 11 miles or so and it didn’t kill me. (Apart from being sore, it all went remarkably well.) I also met a friend along the way, and we ended up chatting for a good long while, which was also a lot of fun. I’m still fighting the bike more than I should, but with some more work, that will probably subside. I’d love to bike to church at some point this summer, but it’s 14-16 miles each way, which certainly isn’t impossible, but there’s the coming back that’s an issue. I haven’t done rides like that – there and back – since before I had kids… I was doing rides in the 14-16 mile range a couple of years ago, but I didn’t even take my bike out at all last year. I’m just grateful for the opportunity to be able to do these things when I can.

    I also am grateful that I found the one little thing that was missing from the trail-a-long bike on ebay for a really reasonable price! Hopefully this will be an encouragement to go out on the bike with the kids!

    I was in the car yesterday, and I ended up thinking about what the “plan” might be in the next few months and getting overwhelmed by the thought. I looked up, and there was a little thing right in front of me that the saint to whom I feel closest (yes, St. Alexander) was reminding me that he’s looking out for me and that I shouldn’t get caught up in worrying about what things are going to look like in the fall. Maybe it sounds silly, or it sounds like superstition, but it’s happened so many times in very specific moments, that I don’t think it is, and I am ever grateful for his prayers.

    I’ve been grateful for a couple of days here just to wind down and be quiet, listen to some Beach Boys music as well as other things.

    Thank you all for being here.

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  • Sunday Gratitude – 1.VI.2025

    Sunday Gratitude – 1.VI.2025

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    It’s only been the last couple of days or so that I’ve felt like I could even breathe; with the end of the school year for my younger kids being just before Memorial Day, and with one of them graduating from eighth grade, it’s been more than even the normal crazy.

    I am grateful, though, to be able to slow down a little bit, and to finally not have to be driving as much. There may even be days at the end of the month where I won’t have to drive anywhere all day. The thought! 🙂 (For reference, as of September 10, I had just over 88K miles on my vehicle and today, I’m over 102K.) I really, really hate the driving; it takes up so much time and it’s terribly mundane. I’m thankful to have the Beatles to listen to (particularly Chris Carter in the morning), and I’m absolutely thankful I haven’t been in a wreck – I’ve passed many of them now, especially on the one road.

    I am thankful to have had great weather to go out with the bike today. I’m incredibly out of practice, but I went about eight miles. It feels so weird to be fighting the bike, and the more I am in practice, the less I do that. However, even in the last couple of miles, I seemed to be getting into a little bit better of a routine. It felt good, though.

    I’m thankful to have had a couple of long conversations with friends. With one, schedules didn’t mesh and whatnot, and so it had been months, and as a result, the conversation lasted over two hours. I still love my Shokz OpenRun headset (forgive me for the affiliate link); I use them a lot not just for listening to podcasts when I’m washing dishes or walking, but I can wear them and talk to people on the phone and fold clothes at the same time.) I’ve had them just under six months now, and they’re still going strong, and I use them a *LOT*.

    I’m thankful that the “fun day” this past Tuesday worked out reasonably well.

    I’m thankful, also, that, despite some unpleasantness, there wasn’t too much drama with the 8th grade graduation either.

    Months ago, someone recommended to me the book The Tender Bar, and I bought it. It’s been on the top of a pile of a dozen books next to one of the recliners I often sit in. I finally picked it up, and it’s a captivating story, and without even trying, I’m about 270 pages – so maybe about 2/3 – of the way through. I think I’ll even finish it! *L* Finishing books has been so hard to do, but just doing some “fun” reading seems to help my soul and I’m grateful for it.

    There’s a lot more things I could probably write if I thought about it hard, not in the least includes Memorial Day, but I’ll leave things here for now, except to say that as always, I’m grateful for your time, your thoughts, and your prayers.


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  • Sunday Gratitude x2 – 11.V.2025/18.V.2025

    Sunday Gratitude x2 – 11.V.2025/18.V.2025

    We’re winding down to the last days of school, and with it, just a ton of things that have to get done. I got sunburned last week, and it was the worst sunburn that I’ve had since I was 12 years old. I hope I never again get sunburned as bad as I did that time – I was so sick that I was throwing up – but this time I was in pain for about 24 hours, and it now seems as though I’ve almost had an allergic reaction to the sunburn, because I have something that looks an awful lot like this – https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/sun-allergy/symptoms-causes/syc-20378077 – in areas of my skin just past the sunburned skin. It’s not necessarily painful, but it’s annoying. Yet, there’s something to be said about being grateful for weather nice enough to be able to enjoy outside.

    Speaking of weather, we had a couple of days of storms. I actually didn’t think we’d fared that badly, it seemed very ominous, including a yellowish sky, but we didn’t get any hail or tornadoes, and even the thunder and lightning was minimal. There was some rain, but the bulk of it was over in about 30 minutes. It was only the next day when I heard a lady who lives nearby say her power was out for seven hours that I understood that this was worse than what I thought. Driving around the neighborhood, there actually were a lot of broken and uprooted trees, and we had a second round of this on Friday night, causing more power outages, even on my street, but right here, the power stayed on the whole time and all the trees are good, so I’m thankful for that.

    (It’s almost 10pm as I write this, and it’s 42℉ here. Yes, it got up to 80℉ one day last week, and was in the 70s a couple more days, but it’s been a really slow spring! I am thankful that it’s not blazing hot, but this is a little ridiculous!)

    I met up with a friend last week whom I hadn’t seen since last summer. We didn’t go more than three miles from my house, but we had a blast. I even found a couple of torenia at the local nursery, and it’s one of the plants that if I see it, I will buy it if it’s not ridiculously expensive. Once, I even managed to get a bunch of seeds from my plants and got a batch the next year, but it’s been awhile since I’ve had them. I’m so behind on the yard that it isn’t even funny, but even having a few things to plant seems to be a beautiful thing. I’m grateful for the visit and the fun and the flowers of the whole day.

    I’m grateful, too, for being able to get some sleep this weekend. Even apart from the sunburn (which doesn’t help), I’ve really been tired and dragging. I had plans to get a whole lot done this weekend, and it’s frustrating that I didn’t, but I’ve gotten a lot of sleep, and sometimes catching up on that is at least as important, I’d wager.

    I’m very grateful that the school year for two of my kids is nearly over. So much of my time just gets eaten up in the car. I’m thankful I’ve got the radio and the Beatles to listen to, but not having to drive for hours every day in the summer will feel like such a relief!

    In any case, I pretty much finished last week’s “Sunday Gratitude”, albeit late on Tuesday night, having worked on it both Sunday and Tuesday, and then I fell asleep on the keyboard again, and got frustrated enough that I never posted… The following is the post for last week:

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    I am trying to rebuild the habit of writing, especially the gratitude posts, because if I don’t do these, I feel something in my soul become brittle. I’ve been struggling with prayer and such for awhile now, and I think I’m slowly coming out of it. I think simply being tired is a large factor; even with longer days and bright mornings, it’s so hard to get out of bed.

    I was planning on mowing the grass last weekend (on the 2nd or the 3rd) and while cleaning in my bedroom, I stepped over a basket and then slipped putting my foot down on the other side. I wasn’t seriously hurt, but I did pull a muscle at the top of my leg that made both my knee and ankle swell up. It was kind of sore, but I was going to mow the grass anyway until I stood doing dishes the next day and realized that if it hurt that much just to stand for half and hour or so, mowing the grass probably wasn’t a great idea. “That’s okay, I thought, I’ll just mow on Tuesday afternoon.” Well, older son had a sports practice not at his school, and so I got to be the one to pick him up there, so there went the afternoon. On Wednesday or Thursday, I was out weeding with my youngest, and my one neighbor walked over and asked if I’d like him to cut the grass. I said yes. 🙂 The dandelions are having a field day, and it all needs mowed again already, but the help was much appreciated – especially since I ended up being busy pretty much all day Saturday as well.

    I’m thankful for the little moments with my youngest, who is still convinced she can decide not to grow up and she can simply stay with me forever.

    I’m thankful for free Culver’s custard scoops and a bike ride to get there.

    I am grateful that despite Saturday kind of getting unexpectedly hijacked, the day wasn’t completely ruined. I am thankful for the love and kindness others show to my kids.

    I’m grateful that I actually have some tulips this year!

    Thank you all for reading, praying, and all that you do!


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  • Coming in Broken

    Coming in Broken

    Even before the influx of people coming into the Orthodox Church after 2020, the Orthodox Church had a little bit of a reputation – at least in the United States – of being the church for people who really studied up on their faith, people who have read history and theology and such, and can debate great thinkers and theologians. Several years ago, I read the report of a bishop who suggested that when it came to opening churches, special attention should be paid to college towns, where in all likelihood there were young, educated people who, after sufficient study, might end up being interested in seeing what an Orthodox Christian church is actually like, and after that, might be convinced to pursue membership.

    As I’ve spoken about before, this is not how I came into Orthodoxy. I think that there are certain aspects to theology that are more interesting than others, but I’m generally not a theology person. This ends up being something that many other recent converts don’t really understand well. Just recently, for example, an author on Substack asked a question to his readers asking which of the Church Fathers was most influential on them, particularly in their decisions to become Orthodox.

    I don’t mean to be a completely annoying person online, but I felt I had to pipe up a little just to remind everybody that our saints aren’t all just theologians, that one can be completely and authentically an Orthodox Christian without ever reading a page of theology. Historically, a lot of reading was done in church because even if people could read, Bibles were very expensive, and so many people along the way became saints, probably rarely reading the Bible as well.

    I’m still kind of processing something that happened on Sunday, and I hope to hash out a little of what I’m thinking about here. I was at coffee hour after church, and I ended up sitting next to a young man who had freshly experienced a huge trauma, and his distress and sorrow were palpable without him having to say a word. This young man obviously was of a lower social class than most of the people at the church, though no one there was treating him unkindly.

    The priest of the parish had obviously had reached out to this person and had talked to him a bit. Sunday almost certainly had been the first time this young man had been to an Orthodox Church – and, who knows, maybe church of any kind – but he said he’d definitely be back. For many people, they say this because their curiosity has been piqued or something seemed very beautiful or right. With this young man, though, I got the impression that he said this because without it, he felt as though he might just drown as a secondary victim to the recent tragedy if he didn’t have some little thing to hold on to.

    I’ve been praying for this young man all week. I hope he is able to not get sucked into a maelstrom of despair. I hope he is able to forge a better relationship with God, and with other people around him.

    The thing is, were he to eventually come into the Orthodox Church, it would not be because any book or writer made a great argument. It would be because there were a couple of people who reached out to him in Christ-like love in what’s probably the darkest hour of his life.

    Maybe this is too much to assume, but I don’t think he’s the type who would be interested in hard-core theology or the things that get debated endlessly online in “Orthodox” forums. I think some people look down on that, and I’ve experienced some of that myself. But I also think we ought not forget that God has a special place in His Kingdom for those of us who come with nothing to be proud of, that when we come broken and with nothing to offer to Him but ourselves, there is a special grace in that; that for all these types who like to demonstrate their “religiosity”, it’s a man who is willing to come to God on his knees, in tears, bloodied, and broken who is at a point to be healed by a God who loves him.

    I really don’t want to say too much about the situation, but there’s a lot here that has given me cause to think and pray about. Also, if you are the type who does pray for people, please pray for Nathan.


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