What’s Coming Up at CATS

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Several years after starting this blog, somewhere around 2008, I was going along, taking myself seriously writing all my thoughts and what-nots. Then, one day in the midst of a blog re-design, I get an email from my designer titled "CATS ideas". I'm all, Why is she giving me ideas about cats?  I don't even have a cat. It took me way too much thought and confusion before finally, oh. CATS. Chatting at the Sky. It could be worse, I guess.  Those poor people whose blog names are See High in … [Continue reading]

What Happens in Our Fields of Gold

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Unless you're driving to Wilmington or Charleston, there is no Interstate that takes you directly to the coast of North or South Carolina. Instead, you have to choose a back roads route. This drive to the beach is always one I enjoy because the smaller towns offer vignettes of life you can watch as you drive by. Be careful not to speed, though. The cops love to catch beach traffic speeding through the 35 mph zones. This house in the photo above sits on SC-38  right after crossing over I-95. … [Continue reading]

For Your Weekend

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On this day set aside to remember the death of Christ, this day of waiting for his ressurection life, this day of awareness, may I confront my desperate need for him. May I breathe out my own hopelessness, my own weakness and snobbery. May I admit the cups I cannot fill, the hands I refuse to hold, the eyes I dare not gaze into. May I see my own reflection and remember why he had to die. In this, may I allow myself to be rescued, to hear the promises he has made, to feel the strength with which … [Continue reading]

Hope Runs (a story and a giveaway)

Today I'm happy to host my friend Claire Diaz-Ortiz (@claire), author, speaker and Silicon Valley innovator who was an early employee at Twitter. Read on to hear her tell the lovely true story of her new book, Hope Runs: An American Tourist, a Kenyan Boy, a Journey of Redemption. I endorsed it with pleasure and highly recommend it. Here's Claire: This story does not end where it started. Because where it started was nowhere near the red dirt of Africa, or the tiny hands of little girls in … [Continue reading]

Sharing the Right-Now Stories

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Yesterday I told you about that time I was terrified of sickness. It was a fear-filled time in my life that I am now able to look back on in an almost puzzled kind of way, wondering how I could have gotten so worked up for so long. It's easy to say that seven years later. What isn't so easy to consider are the places I'm walking through right now, the ones that maybe aren't so easy to talk about because I'm still in the middle of them. It's important to tell the stories we've lived and come … [Continue reading]

That Time I Was a Hypochondriac a Little Bit

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Several years ago when our kids were still in preschool, I went through what you might call a terrified-of-my-family-getting-sick stage. If someone mentioned during a playdate that their kid threw up the night before, I would gather my children that very moment and straight up leave their house. If one of my kids complained of a tummy ache, I wouldn't be able to sleep that night. It got so bad that even if I read on Facebook that someone was sick, it would trigger the fear and obsessive … [Continue reading]

for your weekend

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May I not despise small beginnings even if they lead only to small endings. When I seek to grasp for bigger and wider, may I remember how much I treasure smallness, simplicity, and soul space. If I begin to work hard to carve out a sense of myself, may I turn - again and again - toward the presence of God. And may I ever remember that no one gets to tell me who I am except my Father. Any commentaries about my identity, either out there or in here,  may I let them gently go. Enjoy your weekend, … [Continue reading]

For the Soul Who Feels Pulled in All Directions

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During the last several months, Annie's now-famous statement we will make art has been working its way deeper into me as I've been trying new things and struggling through the learning of them. For the past few months, I have spent a lot of time thinking, writing, staring, planning, and waiting. I haven't heard much in the silence and it's frustrated me, if you want to know the truth. As I listen the fog only gets thicker rather than more clear. I don't like walking in the dark but sometimes … [Continue reading]

Sharing a Secret and an Invitation (!!)

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"Beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it's the middle that counts the most. You need to remember that when you find yourself at a beginning. Just give hope a chance to float up." - Hope Floats This past fall when I first announced plans to host an event with my family, I heard from many of you from all over the country expressing interest in coming. We wanted to keep the gathering small and somewhat intimate to allow for conversation and connection so we limited the number of … [Continue reading]

for your weekend

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This weekend, in the regular rhythms of home and play, of work and washing, of listening and slow conversation, may I see God even though I don't see God. May I not demand a spectacle, a miracle, or a sign. May I simply, quietly, be still and know. Enjoy your weekend, friends. Here are a few good reads for this Sunday afternoon: Season of Returning: Rain at Winter's End by Ruth Haley Barton The Daily Routines of Geniuses by Sarah Green for Harvard Business Review On Dancing, Fresh … [Continue reading]