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About these daily 100-words-or-less posts for Lent:

They come in a different order each time—the words, the title, the photo—before the editing down. Now that we are halfway through these 40 days, it’s easier. I trust more. And delight, marvel even, when they land before me, complete. Writing with God does have a lilt to it.

Again then, why would I doubt? So human.    

When they told me she was a girl, I was absolutely flooded with warmth. We have shared zillions of flat-out joyful moments since then. What a spectacular human being she is. Happy Birthday to Carolina Jane. Happy Birthing Day to me.    

My son fell in love with beautiful Jannet. Jester came along with the package. Who’d have thought he, in particular, would become so attached to a dog?

Clarke’s a teacher. And a pianist. I wish we had thought to invite him inside to play jazz riffs last night. Masked still, of course….with the door flung open to the coming springtime. A gift for us and all the neighbors.

Now I know. Next time.   

More than once I’ve heard, “Don’t beat yourself up.” Most recently in response to my post about the vaccine. Like I said, sin surfaces. Especially now as I am more reflective. I notice, admit, let it go. Sometimes with great feelings of embarrassment, sadness, regret and certainly relief, warm gratitude too. Vale la pena. Yes, it’s worth it.

Microaggressions born of institutional racism and my stubborn privilege as a white woman fall in this category. While I fear the unrecognized onslaught, I also know peace is on the other side. I pray to be made aware.   

I am not traditional by nature, more of a rebel or protestant, I’d say. So I didn’t expect official Episcopal liturgy to save me after my recent Big Three—Rob’s cancer diagnosis, the pandemic, my retirement. Now though, every Wednesday and Thursday I read from the Book of Common Prayer in community, one day Oración Matutina and the next Morning Prayer. Yesterday we three gathered beside Lake Washington in the glorious sunshine. It was good to have the bones of ancient structure to guide us.