Coffee CubBuster

Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day. If you don't, I don't care. I'll just wear my underwear. We've been singing that ole' hymn a lot around here with our constant cloudy weather, and Mr. Roman is taking it literally as we continue potty-training pant-less. It's much of the same here. It often feels I've said these same words over and over again, and I hesitate to even say them in new ways. Have I typed all that needs to be typed on this safe space? Shall I continue to teach the same lessons day after day without proof of progression? Will I always be beautiful, interesting and mysterious to the same man I met and married many moons ago? Monogamy, Monotony, and Manna are not celebrated words in our culture. Yet I will choose to exult them here. Instead of crying about the rain or our "meatless" routines, we should recognize that a diet without meat or sun may be just what our bodies and land need right now. We may thrive in les

When food sits out too long or bakes at too high a degree, it gets hard, it toughens its texture. Cold things also become hardened by too much cold. Stick snow in the freezer, and it will harden quickly to ice. Open frozen dessert to that same frozen air, and it is frost bitten, hard to scoop and enjoy. The human heart is no different. Too long in trial and a toughening occurs. Too much exposure to the cold reality of this world, and coldness envelopes a once warm-beating organ into an igloo. Too much time with a single individual, and you are likely to experience a cold outer shell forgetting the soft squishy affection that comes with fresh appreciation. That's probably why Proverb 25:17 was advised, " Seldom set foot in your neighbor's house, lest he have his fill of you and hate you."  This all begs the question, how do you commit to anything without hating it or hardening to it over time. Marriage? Children? Church? Friends? Career? And if it's all going