|To Do List, Sunday March 2|
Today I took down the greens garland that has been over the front door since December. I loved its festive look, but its time had come. I put the Christmas cards away in the attic.
Yesterday, as I was taking my right arm out of the hospital gown sleeve, placing my left arm just so, and surrendering certain body parts to the Great Uncomfortable Yearly Squeeze (which ultra-ironically spells GUYS), the mammography technician told me that she had seen a robin just yesterday. We rejoiced together. I know no one who is not ready for spring. But that’s too many negatives for such a hopeful thought. I also rejoiced that I could check that routine medical test off my list. Ladies, if you haven’t had yours yet, make your appointment today!
On Wednesday we said this together:
As we leave the sanctuary on this dark night, may we have enough light to carry on. As we enter into the season of Lent, may we have enough hope to do the hard things we need to do. May we leave this evening ready to be refined by the power that leads inevitably to the glorious light of Easter morn.
I love these words – they are not asking for big explosions or over-the-top epiphanies, but simply for enough light and enough hope. There are some hard things to do in the Common Household these days, but they are made easier with enough spiritual light and actual light.
At the beginning of the week my to-do list seemed impossible. (If you want interesting lists, go visit the Crislers.) The happiest events of the week are not even on the list. I walked at the mall with my friend and I got a haircut, both the highlight of my week. But progress was made. The car passed inspection. The snow is melting. Let us rejoice.
|Same to-do list, Friday March 7. Background is the paper for|
the invitations for a party we are throwing
for my aunt's 80th birthday. Notice how I did not finish
the taxes yet. Or do my physical therapy exercises.