I am a fifty-something wife, mom, grandma, and occupational therapist, doing my best, with the help of God-- and a little chocolate--to navigate the uncharted waters of mid-life. And doing it gluten-free.
““Come now, let us reason together, says the LORD: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool.” (Isaiah 1:18) (Read by Max McLean. Provided by The Listener's Audio Bible.)
"I imagine the truth is that the 20th and 21st centuries' return, especially across Western Christianity, to fixed-hour prayer is simply the soul's way of telling us it's time to eat again. Keeping the hours is a routine and therefore becomes routine. It becomes an unconscious rhythm that encourages the spiritually anorexic to sit awhile and feed." -- Phyllis Tickle, author of The Divine Hours