Pick of the Clicks 5/6/16 (in which I sound like a budget airline)

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Hello, friends.

You know you’ve been flying a lot when you can pretty much do the safety demonstration in your sleep (“in the event of a sudden loss of cabin pressure, air masks will release from above you….” etc) You also get very familiar with the goodbye spiel at the end: “We know you have a choice of airlines when you fly, so we thank you for flying with us today.”

As I look through all the tabs I have open on my phone and computer and wonder which of these to put in this post, I am struck afresh by the VAST NUMBER of online reading options there are out there. Just SO MUCH good stuff. And then it makes me want to make a little spiel of my own: “I know you have a choice of blogs when you read, so thank you—really, THANK YOU—for reading this one.” My little blog ticker thingy tells me that today this blog will be viewed for the MILLIONTH time. 1,000,000 views. That is just stunning to me. Thank you.

million_tickerPhew! Okay, back to the point of this post… here are the other marvelous airlines articles I wanted to recommend this week 🙂

Matt Moore’s How I Discovered True Masculinity is my top pick for the week. Matt is a gay Christian, and his words have a LOT to say about masculinity to the straight world out there. FANTASTIC stuff.

This was a profoundly insightful interview between Morgan Lee and Kate Grosmaire: I Forgave My Teen Daughter’s Killer:

There are two things that people misunderstand about forgiveness. The first thing is that forgiveness is a pardon. We don’t pardon Conor for what he has done. When you forgive someone, it only means that you aren’t expecting him to pay back that debt.

The second misunderstanding about forgiveness is that it’s reconciliation. But you can forgive someone even if they’re not sorry. It just means that you’re not expecting to collect that debt.

From Karen Swallow Prior on creativity and community: Lifting the Veil

Our collective imagination is haunted by a certain image of the artist: a solitary bard, brooding alone, awaiting a burst of inspiration from a mysterious and magical muse. We see the person with the creative spirit as one who stands above and apart from the common lot, a secular priest who mediates between regular folks and the transcendent, delivering divine revelation from his mountaintop hermitage.


Funny: This is what your adult life looks like in 15 brutally honest illustrations.

I hate having a cluttered life and feel the Urge to Purge like so many around me, but I appreciated this thoughtful piece from Caryn Rivadeneira and Marlena Graves: In Defense of Clutter

Poverty shapes our relationship with possessions. Americans who lived during the Great Depression or remember rationing during World War II may hold onto things “just in case” they need them in the future, trying to be prepared. With lives marked by instability and fear, the homeless tend to have special attachments to their stuff, regardless of value or practical use. I’m no hoarder, but I understand the mentality.

This is such a fabulous piece of humanity and humor from some of the leaders of the free world: POTUS, FLOTUS, The Queen and Prince Harry chiming in for smack talk… BOOM!

And THIS: Bono and Eugene Peterson in the same video. Make time for this one…

From me: I have a new piece up at SheLoves mag – When We Can’t Take It Back:

“There are some things for which there are no do-overs. Some words we can’t unsay. Some actions we can’t undo. Some things we can’t unhear or unsee—a fact that constantly terrifies me in the world of accidental clicks of the internet.

We cannot take back that terrible thing we said which jabbed at our friend’s deepest insecurity. We cannot wrestle back the relentless arms of the ticking clock to the moment before we crashed the car, or succumbed to infidelity, or pushed send on the email with the blistering, angry, self-righteous words. I know I am not the only one who has sat with a thick lump of shame and remorse wedged in my throat at the damage I can, and shamefully do, inflict.

For these things there are no do-overs. The human heart is not an app that will re-start without glitches. We are made of flesh. We bruise.”

And I hope you didn’t miss the fantastic guest post from Tina Osterhouse: The spiritual practice of sometimes saying no – even when the only one who’s qualified and able.

That’s all for today, friends. Have a wonderful week, and really I mean it: Thank you for reading.

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