A fellow blogger posted a wonderful quote from C.S. Lewis today. May it be our reminder daily. “Remember He is the artist and you are only the picture. You can’t see it. So quietly submit to be painted—i.e., keep fulfilling all the obvious duties of your station (you really know quite well enough what theyContinue reading “Just keep walking”
Category Archives: A student of faith
Homo Incurvatus in Se
I’m sitting on the couch with the TV on and my laptop open. I check my Facebook page, my school email, my home email, my blog dashboard. None of this is important. I check again. In the other room, my husband Lon sits at the dining room table which serves as his home office. HeContinue reading “Homo Incurvatus in Se”
In His time
Eight years ago I was sitting on some dilapidated bleachers in a pile of weeds on the visitor’s side of the baseball field at University High. My son, Graham, who had been put on the varsity as a 13-year old freshman, was there; he played an inning or two in left field, as I recall.Continue reading “In His time”
Faith is waiting
The reasons I haven’t been blogging much are twofold. Primarily, it’s because of school. Not that I can’t find a moment to jot down a few words, but because the nature of the studies and the desire I have to swallow them whole is making it difficult to imagine little bite-sized reflections on, say, whetherContinue reading “Faith is waiting”
Home
I’ve been reading The Confessions by St. Augustine for class. I first read his work when I was putting together The Renaissance Service, the arts-based vespers that looked to the arts as a window to the divine. I remember learning about his mother, Monica, who wept as she prayed for her “prodigal” son; she wasContinue reading “Home”
Heather Choate Davis 