For Friday, February 1, 2019:
The wise Rabbi Bunam once said in old age, when he had already grown blind: ‘I should not like to change places with our father Abraham! What good would it do God if Abraham became like blind Bunam, and blind Bunam became like Abraham? Rather than have this happen, I think I shall try to become a little more myself.’
Martin Buber, THE WAY OF MAN ACCORDING TO THE TEACHING OF HASIDISM
We interrupt your regularly-scheduled blog reading for …
On behalf of my dear friend Brian Baker, I am excited to announce that his book Mitigating Circumstances: A Detective’s Stories of Forgiveness & the Fruit of God’s Love is now available for early sales! (If you order before copies reach bookstores in June, you can save up to 33%.)
Click here to order from Amazon.com. You can visit Brian at his Website at http://www.detectivebaker.com, and on Facebook at his Detective Brian Baker, Author page. He’s also on Twitter.
I was privileged to serve as the primary editor for this manuscript as it was in process, so I am beyond delighted to see and share the finished and finely-polished product! Mitigating Circumstances: A Detective’s Story is a remarkable, memorable, and moving account of how Brian grew from a gritty PI into a more loving, compassionate, and God-centered advocate for criminal offenders and their families, and for victims and their families. Whatever the circumstances, lives were, and still are, changed for the better.
Brian has a Master’s degree in criminology from Vermont College. In addition to his work as a private investigator and security consultant, Brian is an adjunct professor at Penn State in criminology and intro to criminal justice.
Please do yourself a favor and read this book! The people and their stories – and Brian’s story – will stay with you for a long, long time.
For Wednesday, March 30, 2016:
“The atheist staring from his attic window is often nearer to God than the believer caught up in his own false image of God.”
Though not an atheist, I spend more time staring out windows now than I do with my prayer book and Bible. That’s not to say I don’t use them on occasion, because I do. I just see more of God around me than in the words I’ve known, loved, and still love from the time I was a little girl. Because I’m looking out of the windows, I also see – and this is important, I think – where God appears to be absent.
I believe God is everywhere, whether we see or feel her or not. At the same time, though, there are times and instances where some who claim to be believers don’t live or act or speak as if they are. This is not the place to get overly theological or political, or go too far with social commentary – readers are welcome to comment below, however! – but I am thinking of the state of the world today when I say that. I don’t speak in judgment, I hope, but, rather, as evaluation. There is so much that needs fixing in our world, and I believe that sometimes the better ‘fixers’ are those who do so with clearer eyes than those who see and act only through their false images, whatever form they may take. We can thank those false images for the Crusades, the Inquisition, for genocides past and present, the slow destruction of the environment, and so much more.
So what does all this have to do with writing? It’s a matter of perspective, I think. We can so clutter up our minds and our minds’ eyes that we lose sight of what’s in front of us. There are so many things, so many images, that threaten to crowd out or hide the little things, the quiet ones. That’s going to affect our writing.
Continue reading “The Prompter Room”
For Sunday, January 31, 2016:
“An author in his book must be like God in the universe, present everywhere and visible nowhere.”
And sometimes the author must also take a rest.
Apparently the work I’ve been doing on the revisions in my novel’s second draft must be taking something of a toll, for I seem to need to take a brain and body sabbath day to rest. I slept until nearly 10:00 this morning! Usually my body doesn’t let me get nearly that much sleep – this just shows, though (in case anyone asks), how much work it really is to write a book, to listen to one’s characters, and to revise accordingly.
So I’m going to watch the snow melt, listen to quiet music and the dogs snore, and maybe be invisible, for a while today so I can be more present tomorrow.
Wishing a blessed sabbath day for you all. Sometimes we need to listen to our bodies, too.