Bits of Being

thoughts on life, faith, family….and, yes, just learning to "be"

  • Advent 2020 – Day 16 Service

    Post Views = 652The word SERVICE (today’s word) is overused. You take your car in to get serviced. We talk about the kind of service we get at a restaurant. We call our church gatherings worship services. Jesus talks about service quite a bit in the gospels. What does he mean by it? He came to…

  • Advent 2020-Day 15 Letting Go

    Post Views = 478I love making lists. I can make a list for just about anything: chore lists, reading lists, vacation lists, daily to-do lists, gifts lists, attendance lists, rules lists, and even how-to-follow Jesus lists. Lists are okay. Lists can be fun. Sometimes they are helpful, and sometimes they’re very much needed. Even so, there…

  • Advent 2020 – Day 14 Neighborliness

    Post Views = 1042It’s so easy to go about our lives taking care of ourselves and our duties and our families that we totally miss the call to love our neighbors as well. At least, I know it is for me. Being an introvert, I don’t normally go out of my way to talk to…

  • Advent 2020 – Day 13 Change

    Post Views = 572Disorder (yesterday’s word) brings about much needed CHANGE (today’s word). CHANGE is good, though it can feel scary. Uncertainty and instability can make us falter and hesitate and lose heart. But if we walk bravely on, into what seems dark to us, we may be amazed at the light that awaits us….

  • Advent 2020 – Day 12 Disorder

    Post Views = 531Today’s word is DISORDER. That might surprise you. Isn’t order good, not disorder? Yet I don’t think Jesus’ birth was orderly. In fact, it was all rather chaotic. It certainly brought disorder to Mary’s life, an unmarried teenage girl who was betrothed to Joseph. This wasn’t what she had planned. It brought disorder to…

  • Advent 2020 – Day 11 A Poem

    Post Views = 544Enjoy this Christmas poem by Wendell Berry today. Remembering that it happened once,We cannot turn away the thought,As we go out, cold, to our barnsToward the long night’s end, that weOurselves are living in the worldIt happened in when it first happened,That we ourselves, opening a stall(A latch thrown open countless timesBefore),…

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