Schmutzie, one of my Heroes of the Blog Faith, has instituted Grace in Small Things, whereby grumpy, pessimistic people strive to be more than the sum of their snarky blog posts. While I do enjoy grouching about here and elsewhere, it is an excellent way to stfu and write about nice things in a way that avoids cloying bonhomie.
I often forget that my religious tendencies include frequent mention of grace, in addition to the fatalism with which I most identify. Plus, Assers has been on my case to do something Lenten. I’m unlikely to give up or acquire anything for 40 consecutive days, but I can try to take on a healthy practice or two for bits of the duration.
I give you Grace in Small Things, part I
1. “Look for Me As You Go By,” from Befriended by the Innocence Mission. Just dug up this album last week and forgot this beautiful song existed.
2. Jersey shore fudge. Ran down to Cape May yesterday to look at rentals and got summmmme.
3. Bento boxes. I’ve had one weekly for the last few weeks.
4. Thor. My high school bestie just gave birth to her first son, and like it or not, that’s the wee boy’s name. I hope he grows up brave and strong enough to wield a hammer of his own.
5. The Saxon Stories. Talking of Norsemen, I love British history, and Bernard Cornwell, and men with swords, and tore through this trilogy like an ax through a shield-Dane.
