I am a grammarphile. I enjoy the undervalued punctuation marks. I revel in a properly placed em dash. I snicker at how commas can change meanings entirely . There is also a purposefully placed comma in my title. I am not ceasing to worship. I am ceasing, in order to worship. My life is full of activity,…
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Forced Stillness
I’m sick. My voice sounds both sultry and squeaky with varying frequencies. I feel like Phoebe from Friends singing Smelly Cat with her raspy, mucous-coated vocal cords. It’s no fun. Here’s what I’ve accomplished over the past two days: Illness is one of the few things that makes me stop. Really pause and rest. I…
Lessons from a Fallow Field
“For six years you shall sow your land and gather in its yield, but the seventh year you shall let it rest and lie fallow…” Exodus 23:10-11a Moanings from a Fallow Field: Dear Heavenly Farmer, My nutrients have been spent. I’ve fed a family, clothed a village, provided for so many, given freely of all…
Work vs. Toil
How do you feel about work? Whether it be your job, vocation, career, chores, duties, or responsibilities, how do you feel about your work? Do you love it? Is it rewarding? Would you, as my high school guidance counselor always hoped, work even without pay? Or is it a drudgery? A necessary task to earn…