Saturday, March 16, 2019

Other Gods



You shall have no other gods before me.
Deuteronomy 5:7 (ESV)

This past week there was a national scandal in higher education related to admissions at several elite, private schools. The short version is that wealthy parents used an intermediary to bribe someone so that their child could get into the college or university. There are several layers and different scams, but ultimately it is all the same. Bribery.

One of those parents is Lori Loughlin. When I read the “breaking news” (that came as an email into my in-box at work) I thought: this can’t be! Lori Loughlin? How is this possible?

Many know Ms. Loughlin for her role as Aunt Becky in Full House. Some know her from Hallmark Channel’s Garage Sale Mystery. I know her best as Abigail Stanton on Hallmark’s When Calls the Heart. What shocked me most was that the roles she plays are always so wholesome. Additionally, I have seen her on interviews in which she comes across as someone with good ethics and moral standards. I first heard of When Calls the Heart in an interview when she talked about her relationship with Hallmark and how fortunate she was that they let her set a family-friendly schedule of filming so that she could be home more with her children.

I am not devastated. That is too harsh. However, I was disappointed. How could this honest, trustworthy actress who plays these upstanding characters that seek justice and uphold noble standards possibly have done this? Yes, we are all sinful and have fallen short. I am sure she has personal flaws. We all do. But something this big, and this bad, was completely out of character.

You see, I had come to equate her television characters with who she is as a person. She could not possibly be any different from the roles she plays. And while I don’t think James Spader actually is a con man who manipulates people and industry to get what he wants, somehow Lori Loughlin was Abigail Stanton.

However, my heartache is not because Lori Loughlin is human. It is because I created an idol.




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Sunday, February 10, 2019

I'll Remember


She sits, drinking her morning coffee
I ask her if she’d like eggs for breakfast
“Yes, that would be fine”
She takes another sip

“What’s for breakfast?”

Eggs, I remind her
As I empty the dishwasher
We talk about today’s agenda
A trip to the store is planned

“What are you going to make for breakfast?”

I tell her I thought eggs would be nice
Oh yes, she likes eggs
Easter is coming; “Do you remember?”
There was that Easter that it snowed

She likes to travel
And would like to go to Maine
I offer to plan a trip
“But I won’t remember”

I’ll remember for us

Saturday, February 2, 2019

Pennies On The Floor















The pennies scatter
Across the floor
Under the bed
Glass shards interspersed

Gently I stoop
And begin to pick them up
Gloves to prevent cuts
Gloves to keep from getting dirty

It is painstakingly slow
I sit on the floor
And shoo the cats away
I do not want them to get hurt

She would have left them
The glass, the dirt, the chaos
The possibility of harm
No capability to rectify

Angry tears form
I am mad at her for not caring
But she can’t help herself
She does care; she can’t do

This is not what I wished for her