Sharing insights and inspiration that happen over a cup of tea
Sharing insights and inspiration that happen over a cup of tea
Category: God
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There is a story of a pastor who decided to hire a gardener for the poorly kept parish grounds. Year round the gardener worked diligently, preparing the soil, weeding, planting, pruning and nurturing the plants with great attention, until one fine day the pastor strolled out into the flowering garden with a neighboring priest, anxious to…
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Every generation has its own unique turns of phrase. My mother had a favorite whose origin long eluded me, until I discovered Google and was surprised by what I learned. The clearest memory of my mother launching into this phrase was when my cousins, Lynn and Michelle, were over for a pajama party. They slept…
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In all of human experience I think there is nothing more painful than feeling abandoned. The gnawing pain of loneliness, the feeling of being unloved and unlovable, robs life of hope and purpose and intensifies any suffering we may be going through. It was my experience when depression took over a significant part of my…
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When I was young one of my favorite books, aside from the entire Nancy Drew series, of course, was an oversized, beautifully illustrated collection of Old Testament stories. One story in particular always held my fancy — Shadrach, Meschach and Abednego who were thrown into the fiery furnace by King Nebuchadnezzar. This story was a…
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"How did you know that?" It was a question my sons asked of me often, continually surprised at how I knew things they had worked hard at hiding from me. “Moms know everything,” was my pat answer, and for the most part, when mothers give credence to their intuition, they discover they are aware of more…
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In a rare stretch outside my comfort zone, I went to the mall, on a Saturday, in the height of Christmas shopping frenzy. Within the first five minutes of navigating one of the larger anchor stores, I remembered all too clearly why I rarely shop in a mall, most especially during the Christmas season.…
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Evelyn had a special gift. She loved to bake bread. Whenever someone would come to visit, Evelyn would treat her guest to a full pot of hot tea and warm homemade bread with cranberry butter. When the parish had a bake sale, Evelyn would arrive with her arms loaded with freshly bake loaves. When someone…
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During an amazing family drive across country from New Jersey to Montana many years ago, we were often spellbound by the magnificence of creation. At once, both complex and elegant in its simplicity, creation reflected the nature of its Creator – unlimited generosity, love and potential. The palette of living color and form we discovered…
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My father was an adventurer at heart. No doubt, if he had lived at a different time, under different circumstances he would have sought wisdom at the feet of a Tibetan monk, and explored the ruins of Machu Pichu. As life would have it, the farthest he ever got was a castle in Ireland, and…
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Having recently observed a very contentious exchange between a customer and waitress in my local diner, fueled with great pleasure and precision by the customer, I have to wonder why people feel that being loud, abusive and rude is something of which to be proud. This woman not only seemed to feel it was acceptable…
God Talk and Tea 