On a totally different note, do you ever have comment remorse? I do. I re-read the comment I left after your last post and decided I didn’t like it (my comment, not the post.) It sounded so harsh and self-righteous. Next thing you know I’ll be railing against “Jesus Loves Me” and “If You’re Happy & You Know It.”

Actually I’ve been thinking a lot about the message of the post and am left wondering why I struggle so with the word “obey.” And I think it’s because I still fail to see it in its proper context, the “receive & respond” context. As usual, you’ve given me a lot to mull over in my mind. And you do it so succintly. For me, it’s right up there with “motherhood for the introvert.”

Good job on the bit of hazy, touch of crazy, but not much lazy so far this summer. I feel a bit crazy and lazy. Some days, I feel so unproductive. I need to find my summer groove. I’m still looking.

I love that picture of poor Henry getting kidhandled. He liked it, I’m telling you.

Thanks, Chatting! I know you like it when I call you Chatting, like it’s your name.