Living into the sacred space of God's everyday grace
Three of my cars have been a stick. Four, if you count the family car I drove in high school. Learning to drive a stick in my teens was not fun. In the movies, people always lurch along, STOP-GO STOP-GO STOP-GO but my problem was hills. I could not find that sweet spot in releasing… Continue reading Be still.
I have this thing about being near authors who I really like. It usually manifests as an inability to speak in complete sentences, accompanied by extreme awkwardness and anxiety. I had no reason to believe that I’d learned anything since the last time I went to an author’s event but I forced myself out of… Continue reading M is for Mother
Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. .Psalm 139:23 I had a blog for years. I shared and over-shared and for the most part, kept it away from people in my everyday life. I needed a place where I could work through some really difficult times but… Continue reading Take Out Your No.2 Pencil
Once again I'm joining a group of writers for Five Minute Friday. Five minutes, one writing prompt, zero editing. Just write. Join us! Today's prompt: COLLECT Since this is about my Catholic upbringing, first a confession: I went over five minutes. There, I feel better. 🙂 One of my first memories of going to church… Continue reading C-O-L-L-E-C-T
I was at The Mudroom recently, where I wrote about my father. Even that term - father - is foreign to me, as was the man the term describes. "Dad" is worse, perhaps because it seems more personal. "Papa" - which is what I remember calling him at times - is entirely too personal. If… Continue reading A Perfect Memory
Once again I'm joining a group of writers for Five Minute Friday. Five minutes, one writing prompt, zero editing. Just write. Join us! Today's prompt: FIVE I always thought that deafness meant complete silence. Boy, was I wrong. My partial “sudden deafness” is LOUD. Beyond the new normal of a constant combination… Continue reading Gimme Jive! (Or was that Five?)
I'm blessed to join a lovely tribe of writers for Five Minute Friday. Five minutes, one writing prompt, zero editing. Just write. Join us! Today's prompt: HEAL The first music I remember loving was that of the Bee Gees. Way before disco and the whole Saturday Night Fever craze. The harmonies, the… Continue reading Brokenhearted
I'm blessed to join a lovely tribe of writers for Five Minute Friday (or Sunday, whatev.) Five minutes, one writing prompt, zero editing. Just write. Join us! Today's prompt: PATH Beagles – bolters by nature – can rarely be trusted off-leash so I was excited when a dog park opened in my city.… Continue reading Path of Freedom
I'm honored to be at ALTARWORK today, sharing in the spirit of NPR - This I Believe. I believe Jesus died to pull us back into the pages of God’s original story for us. God gives us the freedom to do as we please with the story. We can cross out the parts we don’t… Continue reading This I Believe: My Part in God’s Story
When it comes to fangirling, I’m much more apt to lapse into a stammering, star-struck nerd when it comes to beloved writers. I gasp with glee as I build that pedestal just a little bit higher with every perfect turn of phrase that I read. I become the little kid sitting cross-legged at the library… Continue reading For the love of dog
Patricia Alderman 