Kathy Brasby Blog
FaceTime Magic
I had just finished rinsing the shampoo out of my hair in the shower when my cell phone rang. I generally don’t take my cell phone into the bathroom, which allows me to ignore any calls during soap-and-scrub time. But I could hear it and guilt rushed over me. Maybe...
When Snail Mail Was Hot
When I was 13, I noticed that my parents got a lot of mail while I, meanwhile, got exactly none. What fun was it to pick up the mail for them when there was nothing for me, day after day after day? Leaping into action Not being one to sit idly and complain, I leaped...
Frozen Brains
When an arctic blast of winter air hits Colorado, I'm reminded of the year I learned the value of keeping one's thinking well-thawed. Many years ago, our group of 20-somethings been told that the best time to ski the Colorado Rockies was on New Year’s Day because...
Wrestling with Cards
When it comes to communication, I am a pathetic representative of my generation. I’d rather send an email than stick a letter in the mail. I’d rather text than call. I quit giving cards with gifts to the family because they opened the card long enough to read who the...
Maybe It’s Frozen
The other day, I opened our upright freezer and watched the Abominable Snowman ski down the ice and into the bottom drawer. Hmm, I thought, maybe it’s time to defrost. Take pity on my family. Decry my lack of character. But I like defrosting a freezer as much I like...
Goats in Love, Part 3
Every fall, when the sweet scent of our goat ladies fills the air, Rocket the buck lifts his massive head and lets the perfume of females push any semblance of wisdom out of his brain. He is focused on romance and nothing else matters. Like fences, for example. Fences...
Where Zucchini Goes to Die
In the spring, when the world ran out of toilet paper and gallons of milk were rationed, I naturally decided this was the year to plant a garden. I’ve planted gardens before but I avoid them because of a character defect: I hate to pull the weeds in the garden. But...
In transition?
N.T. Wright says Christians are in exile, in a place we currently find uncomfortable, confusing, and sometimes oppressive. Frank Viola says we're in transition. I've followed Frank off and on since he was deep in the organic church movement. He's written some books...
Recovering from Grief
Let me tell you a little bit about one project that I have been working on since March. I was asked to write a chapter for "Death, Where is Your Sting?" a new book from Shari Howard McMinn. The book comes out on August 30 - which is National Grief Awareness Day - and...
