28 Feb
Lend Me Your Flashlight
You may be wondering where the posts on detachment are. And the Lectio. Not to mention, God forbid, a prompt response to an email or a comment.
Look down. Look way down. Into the abyss. Do you see me? Yes, that’s me, waving my calculator at you. The abyss of the fiscal-year-end, accompanied, ever so thoughtfully, by income tax season.
But wait! There’s one good thing I must share with you. A fellow at the coffee shop today called me “Miss”. Yup. Maybe all this hard work agrees with me. Or maybe, maybe it’s just one-too-many large Vanilla Hazelnuts.
