. . . yesterday I got thinking about Jacob. Making all these plans. Around one chicken.
I was grateful that a friend thought to forward along this paragraph from Barbara Brown Taylor’s When God Is Silent. Entering into the Lenten season, it’s precisely the thing I want to read and don’t want to read, which is why its precisely the thing…
It’s the day before Lent and, like you are prone to do when you are spiritually desperate and without time, you are considering flipping a coin: “Heads I’ll give up coffee; tails, chocolate.”
