Small Stories of a Big God

A New Year’s Revelation (What I Learned in a Cloud)

A New Year’s Revelation (What I Learned in a Cloud)

“There she is!” I follow my son Miles, daughter-in-law Erin and two grandkids, Olive and Quincy, across the hotel lobby. That’s what I do on this trip to Viet Nam. Just follow. “Hi Sue!” A small Asian woman turns her head, which is wrapped in a bright yellow plaid...

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Two Cards and a Baby Boy

Two Cards and a Baby Boy

Wham! The mail slot on the front door creaked open, then snapped shut, the mail pushed through onto the floor. As I bent down to gather it, I noticed two card-shaped envelopes and I smiled as I retrieved them from the floor. I love cards, any cards, but Christmas...

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Hero to Zero

Hero to Zero

 “Everybody come look at this!” a nurse called from the hallway, waving us all towards the break room. My assumption was there was more food – pizza, sandwiches, cakes that had been flooding in from the community. Or maybe more cards from elementary school students....

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The Last Vacuum Cleaner

The Last Vacuum Cleaner

I bought a good vacuum, a sleek German-made canister that hums while it works, determined and swift. It’s uncharacteristic for me to splurge on an appliance. My washer was the cheapest Home Depot could offer. The dryer was donated. But this was my thought:  ...

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Waking Up to a Priest

Waking Up to a Priest

“Psssssst! Wake up miss!” My eyes snapped open and focused on the jowly, soft face of a priest, his eyes searching mine through thick wire rim glasses. I sat up from the hard pew and quickly looked around. We were alone. “Mass starts in an hour,” he informed me....

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Reflections on a Father’s Love

Reflections on a Father’s Love

It was clearly a man’s world, the hardware store in downtown Old Greenwich. And I felt part honored and part trespasser when I followed my dad through the door . It was Saturday morning, part of a ritual my dad kept, probably to keep himself grounded after a week of...

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The Good Dirt

The Good Dirt

Behind the house, within the backyard, is another yard enclosed in a chain link fence. When I first saw it, I thought the other yard was an odd cutout of the neighbors yard. Why else would you run a chain link fence through a nice looking yard? But the fence had been...

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The Weight of Twenty Years

The Weight of Twenty Years

Twenty years ago the 26th of this month, I gazed upon the lifeless body of the boy who made me mom. Spencer was a few weeks short of 22, a young man really, but always a boy to his mom, as I point out to my other two sons, who are now fully men. Twenty years. It...

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The Club With No Title (and Five Things You Can Do To Help)

The Club With No Title (and Five Things You Can Do To Help)

        We don’t have a title! I wasn’t quite sure I understood my friend, sitting across her living room from me.          What?          We don’t have a title. You know, like woman who have lost their husbands are called “widows.” But mothers who have lost a child...

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The Day After Thanksgiving (or Get Back to Work)

The Day After Thanksgiving (or Get Back to Work)

***After writing several Thanksgiving blogs, here is a repost honoring the day after. And giving thanks for Work!   "The test of the life of a saint is not success, but faithfulness in human life as it actually is. We will set up success in Christian work as the...

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Spencersmom.com Turns 10!

 I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:14 Blog: (noun) a website containing a writer's or group of writers' own experiences, observations, opinions, etc. Blogged, blogging (verb)  August 2011, ten...

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The 2021 Spencer Macleod Memorial Three Point Shoot Out

The 2021 Spencer Macleod Memorial Three Point Shoot Out

Bap, bap, bap...the sound of a basketball hitting pavement still gives me a strange sense of comfort. I am transported back to gymnasiums, the squeak of sneakers on the floor, the shriek of a ref’s whistle. Though my eyes never left my child, eventually I learned the...

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Seeking the Cross – Finding a Garden

Seeking the Cross – Finding a Garden

  It was pathetic – but also kind of sweet, like an ugly puppy. There we were, staring at the cold dirt, two signs of spring – a smatter of purple crocuses and two next door neighbors talking to each other. Really, this is Cape Cod. It draws people who can’t run...

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If You Have a Cough, Fever or You’ve Just Had Enough

If You Have a Cough, Fever or You’ve Just Had Enough

He will be the sure foundation for your times, a rich store of salvation and wisdom and knowledge; the fear of the LORD is the key to this treasure. Isaiah 36:6   “If you have a cough, sore throat or fever, please report immediately to airport security at...

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For Those Who Can’t Forget

***** This is intentionally reposted the day after the day we all remember. Originally posted September 2014. For those whose 9/12 is just as hard as 9/11.   He heals the brokenhearted
 and binds up their wounds. He determines the number of the stars; he...

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The Prize

The Prize

  “God help me to know and to live like the time is short. To give you all I have today. Tomorrow is really not promised. Spencer Macleod   The quote you just read was written by a 19-year-old. Less than three years later, he left this world forever, his...

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A Father’s Perfect Love

*** Dear friends- in the beautiful but sometimes perplexing spirit of Father’s Day, I am reposting this from 2017.  I pray it will bless and minister to someone! Pawwwwwt Chestah!! I can still hear the conductor holler over the clack and rattle of the train and...

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The Best Hiding Place

You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance. Psalm 32:7 It was the last place to look and the best place to hide. Growing up in the 60’s, where no place was too dirty, creepy or dangerous to explore or hide in,...

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Happy New Day

                           The rooster crowed into the darkness around me. I squinted at my phone - 2:30 am. I could hear the music outside still playing, hints of western pop...

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The Legend of Mrs. Santa

The Legend of Mrs. Santa

“There she goes! There she goes!” my father yelled as he pointed up towards the roof. It was freezing out, we had no coats on but it didn’t matter. A grown man and three or four kids had just spilled out onto the lawn on a Christmas Eve, and stood squinting up into...

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Flying With Beethoven

The dust spun and danced in the late afternoon sun, then settled for just a short time upon the black Steinway grand piano. I waited on one of the many hard chairs that lined Mrs. Adams living room with my sheet music on my lap, until she waved me towards the kitchen...

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The Advocate

The Advocate

The door swings open, and I follow the young Victim Services Advocate into the parole hearing room. She's young and pregnant with her first baby, a girl she said, after she realized it was okay to talk about everyday things with me. She had to keep me separate, in a...

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Set Apart – Not All Set

Set Apart – Not All Set

Jesus People 1970’s   "Quench not the Spirit." 1 Thessalonians 5:19 Sanctification: 1. to set apart to a sacred purpose: Consecrate 2:to free from sin: Purify This word popped into my mind as I made my way through the woods this morning, lifting my concerns...

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