Another thing from my class: Olson 12: Journal Entry When I was in high school, the pinnacle of my high spiritual existence, I had a List. This List, though mental, and buried deep in my subconscious, contained all anyone needed to know about being a Christian. The first part was called “What you must do [...]
Archive for March, 2007
The List
Posted in Church, Essentials Class, God, Grace, Learning, Ponderings, Theology, work on March 30, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Catholic AND Protestant
Posted in Church, Essentials Class, God, Grace, Learning, Ponderings, Theology, Wonder on March 28, 2007 | 5 Comments »
Here is a journal entry I wrote for my class after I read about the Reformation. Knoll 9, 10 Journal Entry When I was in third grade at St. Leo’s Catholic Church, I remember thinking that if I stepped one toe into a Protestant church I would have to go to confession right away—as if [...]
More From My Class
Posted in Church, Essentials Class, God, Grace, Ponderings, Theology, Who am I? on March 27, 2007 | 6 Comments »
One of my assignments for class is to write a letter to someone sharing something that you learned from the reading. Here is a letter I wrote to my jr hi/high school friend Becki. Noyes, Shelley Evangelical Theology March 5, 2007 Olson Chapter 9: Letter Home To my dear friend Becki~ Time stops, doesn’t it, [...]
For Sadie
Posted in Anxiety, God, Grace, OCD, Ponderings, Post Partum, Well-being, Wonder on March 26, 2007 | 3 Comments »
I was looking at the curve of Sadie’s chin–and the way her jaw meets her hairline in the shape of a half-heart–and I thought that I might never stop staring at my child. How amazing to see her long lashes close and point to the spattering of freckles on her cheeks. How amazing is it [...]
Fa Fa Fa Foolin’
Posted in Mental health issues, Motivation, Who am I? on March 26, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I was searching for a clean sheet of paper for my grocery list, and I came upon this poem that I wrote about a year ago. It feels just as true today as it did then. One can’t pretend SELF-ACTUALIZATION. But I will try to convince you I have reached Maslow’s peak. Slight scrutiny will [...]
What is this I’m feeling?
Posted in Motivation, Well-being on March 23, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Random bursts of well-being. That is what is happening to me. How unfamiliar, bewildering and lovely! I’ll be just loading a glass into the dishwasher and something I can only identify as a ‘good feeling’ spreads through me. It feels like happy anticipation; or like this Emily Dickinson poem: Hope is the thing with feathers [...]
I’m Sorry, Little Butterfly
Posted in Motherhood, The outdoors on March 21, 2007 | 4 Comments »
Sadie found a butterfly with a broken wing today. We were at a nearby lake, and as we came off of the trail into the parking lot, about 7 yellow-winged pretties fluttered up around us. One couldn’t seem to get above our ankle level–hopping up, spinning in the wind, then falling back onto the ground. [...]
Rising above the Fog
Posted in God, Ponderings, Sad, The outdoors on March 16, 2007 | 7 Comments »
Today I am Elijah, the day after the fire fell. He had this great day, saw FIRE FALL FROM HEAVEN, and then he ran away in despair and said he wanted to die. I don’t necessarily want to hurl myself from the nearest bridge, but I just feel sad and yucky. Disconnected, lonely and adrift. [...]
Be Here Now
Posted in Calling, God, Ponderings, The outdoors, Uncategorized on March 15, 2007 | 3 Comments »
I’m working on being present. Someone said “wherever you are, be all there”. My mistake is I keep waiting for God’s Big Plan. Hmmmmm, when will I travel to spread the gospel, or publish a book that will change lives, or go on a speaking tour? When will I be ‘called’ to the inner city [...]
To what do I owe this bliss? The Reformation of course!
Posted in God, Learning, Theology on March 12, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
So I’m sitting in my Intro to Theology class and we’re talking about Martin Luther and the Reformation. Having been Catholic at one time, this subject is so very interesting to me. I mean, so interesting that I can’t stop smiling. I think the professor thought I was making fun of him because I could [...]

