Last week, Ann Voskamp graciously let me tell a story on her blog, about a wrinkled shirt and an unexpected gift... Gifts in Brokenness. I've always been sort of a 'gifts' person, whether you give me a little note of love, a wildflower to put on the counter, or a great book of poetry like Wendell Berry's Given: Poems. (Now there's something to consider... in what sense is a poem 'given'?)
Anyhow, this is partly why I'm excited that High Calling Blogs is doing a book club on The Gift: Creativity and the Artist in the Modern World (Vintage), by Lewis Hyde.
I've already read a few chapters and am fascinated by the nature of gifts in peacemaking, relationship building and community nurturing. For the High Calling's invitation to read, check out Sam's Let's Read: The Gift.
And even if you choose not to read, I hope you'll pop in to the discussion to listen or contribute from time to time. Let that be your little gift to me.
GIFTS RIPPLE OUTWARD:
Jennifer's Please Include Me
Ann's Melinda? Expanding Grace
Stones from my Stepmother, photo by L.L. Barkat.