Category: Personal
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The Closet
Posting something a bit different today :). I’m not sure if this qualifies as poetry, but here you go: The Closet Rachel Starr Thomson Written at the Magnificat Retreat in Guelph, February 12, 2011 Here I sit In my deep dark closet Where the plaster peels And reveals Wallpaper that was ugly when they put…
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perseverance
Yes, I know, this post is REALLY late. I am pulling a late night in the office because I have so much to do today: besides “normal” work, I’m preparing to run a week-long arts camp next week as part of the outreach of Soli Deo Gloria Ballet. I am scheduling, arranging travel for, and…
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my prayer
Today I had hot chocolate with a missionary friend, and I shared an area in which God is dealing with me: I’m scared of “big” things, especially if they have anything to do with serving God. It’s kind of a twisted hang-up, and I won’t go into all of its roots and branches here, but…
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treasuring God – practically
In my last post, I wrote about God as the single person’s inheritance and the opportunity we have to make God our treasure. But really, that idea is not new. Anyone who has been single for any length of time after the age of 21 has heard this. We are pointed to 1 Corinthians 7,…
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God my inheritance
I am twenty-eight, and I am single. I don’t know whether I always will be, but I am sure single now. Several of my friends, both men and women, are in the same boat. And some of us will never marry. For the sake of discussion, let’s pretend that’s where I am–single and going to…
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“too heavenly minded”?
For much of my life, a pallor has been cast over my spiritual aspersions by this insidious little whisper, spoken by some persnickety church person in the general ether of evangelical life: “She’s too heavenly minded to be any earthly good!” Why does that whisper manage to come in and cripple my prayer life, my…
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thoughts on the ascended Christ
God ascends to shouts of joy, alleluia, alleluia. The Lord to the blast of trumpets, alleluia, alleluia. Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, God ascends to shouts of joy, alleluia, alleluia. A while back I bought a prayer book which, among other things, notes the days of the…
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questions and constancies
No one who lives stands still. One begins to ask questions as soon as one can speak. Indeed, my first utterance, if I am to believe Mother, was not a single word but a coherent question: “Where’s Daddy?” I must have wanted to know. The young, at least, always want answers . . . The…
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soaking, and why social media is bad for our brains
Socrates said, famously, “The unexamined life is not worth living.” Sheldon Vanauken, less famously, wrote, “Examination of one’s life goes hand in hand with contemplation: first the seeing it as it is and then the thinking about it.” Solomon saw, and thought, and wrote, “Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom: and with all…
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Why Write Fantasy?
Someone once asked me why I write fantasy instead of (pardon me) real literature. This person wondered from a particularly Christian standpoint — shouldn’t Christians be more concerned about the real world? I’ve given the question a lot of thought over the years and summed up some of my answers in my “Apologetic” essay on…