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This category gathers together blogs that deal with daily life matters. Sometimes generic, other times challenging and always positive, this category embodies the nitty-gritty of fullness-of-life.

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Fragile lives

Every so often, I am struck by how fragile our lives can be. So many of life’s difficult times begin with a startling moment that changes everything. With sometimes little warning, the exquisitely intricate facets of daily living can disappear suddenly. Lines that have bound us tightly to others fray and snap. Normal health dissipates in the face of sobering test results. An accident snuffs outMORE...

It’s all a gift

When I was about ten years old, our mother decided to grace we three brothers with swimming suits that she would sew herself. The intent: To give us the gift of appropriate California swimwear. After a careful process of sewing together swimsuit fabric according to a chosen pattern, she presented us with the finished trunks. Were the swimsuits a gift? Not until we received them. Which we did, butMORE...

Experience gifts

  According to astute observers of gift-giving trends, those who classify as “Millennials”—I count myself as a Senior Millennial—now prefer gifts that include an “experience.” In this mindset, gift-givers and -receivers are shying away from the accumulation of things that they don’t need. Instead, they value opportunities to engage in unique events or encounters that fit their interests orMORE...

Doing thanks

  It’s good to be thankful—the so-called attitude of gratitude. I’m not sure that’s all there is to thankfulness, though. As I write this, Thanksgiving Day is upon the land, so it seems appropriate to reflect on this aspect of faithful living. Thankful thoughts can fill my spirits with other positive feelings—they come with the attitudinal territory. Two possible problems, though: FirstMORE...

Yawning for health

These days I yawn a lot more than I used to. Not because retirement bores me, but because I’m at that point in my physical maturity—that sounds better than “decrepit duffer”—when I get up way too many times a night to visit the bathroom. My yawning comes from what some sleep scientists call “sleep deprivation,” in my case a long night’s sleep broken up into four or five segments. My sleep hygieneMORE...

My new bristle bath brush

Today I invite you to join me in exultation about my new body-hygiene tool, an *ECOTOOLS Bristle Bath Brush! My first reason for delight: The old brush was starting to injure me—it kept coming apart in pieces large enough to dent my toes. Like autumn leaves, its bristles kept falling out of the handle, making it hard for my rubber ducky to swim. And it may have been secretly harboring dangerousMORE...

Fiddling while Rome burns

For a few weeks now, this phrase has been like a non-musical brain worm, stuck in the part of me that wonders about the state of the world, and my place in it. You know the legend—Nero playing music while the city burned around him, and later blaming Christians for the fire. Obviously, Nero could be analogous to any fatally flawed leader. That would be an easy bit of mental gymnastics, as inMORE...

Parsing aches and pains

One of the challenges I face in growing older is discerning when to pay attention to hurts, twinges and discomforts that may or may not be signs of something serious. One reaction: To disregard all but the most persistent or painful problems. Another response—characterized as hypochondria—is to worry that each symptom is a warning sign of an underlying disease or malfunction. I live squarely inMORE...

Chronic old age?

  “Old age is a chronic condition.” So goes a supposedly clever bumper-sticker. The meaning seems clear: Being or getting old is like having a disease that won’t go away. As you might guess, I will spend the following paragraphs fuming at the concept behind this condensed negativity. First a look at “chronic”. Derived from chronos (time), it’s usually associated with something difficult thatMORE...

A *kvetching mine

I offer today’s entry as a small cornucopia for matters about which you and I might fuss. (Yes, I count myself as a sometimes-unrepentant sweater-about-small-stuff.) As with all of my blogs, this material is totally (1)legitimate and (2)authoritative, providing you the authority and legitimacy you need to pursue your own apprehension and complaining in new directions. (No, do not thank me—it onlyMORE...

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Bob Sitze

BOB SITZE has filled the many years of his lifework in diverse settings around the United States. His calling has included careers as a teacher/principal, church musician, writer/author, denominational executive staff member and meat worker. Bob lives in Wheaton, IL.

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