“Pardon me, my lord,” Gideon replied, “but how can I save Israel? My clan is the weakest in Manasseh, and I am the least in my family.” The Lord answered, “I will be with you, and you will strike down all the Midianites, leaving none alive.” (Judges 6:16) I’ve probably written about this passage before, but today’s one of those days. How can I do anything, be anything, have any significance? My clan doesn’t really exist and I am the least in my family. Once again, I’ve spent the best part of the day trying to figure out what to write about, which means I’ve gotten nothing done worth talking about. Whimper, whine. Yeah, don’t remind me about all that has gone before. I’m too busy having a pity party. Don’t quote my statements that the past 2.5 years have been the best years of my life. Don’t remind me that Eastern Black Swallowtail #7 is preparing to pupate or that I’m making pemmican, or that I’m working on book #4. Don’t confuse me with the fa...
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