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Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith

 

"Any seeker of any faith will be blessed to read the words of this fine author and observer."

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A Crazy-Making Crazy Quilt — Finished at Last

A crazy quilt top cut into pieces to make into smaller quilts. Primary colored vintage calico. Photo by Barbara Newhall

The crazy quilt top I’d made of calico as a wedding gift back in 1971 was riddled with ripples. In hopes of making it lie flat I cut away a section. Photo by Barbara Newhall

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

There I was, at Sue Mary Fox’s sewing studio in Berkeley. Pinned to her wall was the crazy-making crazy quilt that I had begun–but never finished–back in 1971. It was to be a wedding gift for my brother and his bride.

Forty-some years later, I decided it was time to finish the darned [Read more…]

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The Quilt From Hell — Forty-Two Years Later, It’s Still Not Finished

A portion of a crazy quilt made in 1971 by Barbara Falconer Newhall of calico fabrics in primary colors. Photo by Barbara Newhall

A section of the crazy quilt from hell. The calico I used is now considered vintage. Photo by Barbara Newhall

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

It had been staring at me from that drawer for decades, guilting me. The quilt from hell. My wedding present to my brother and his wife. Never finished, never presented.

Their marriage had done just fine over the years–all 43 of them. It hadn’t needed [Read more…]

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Superbowl: My Guys Are Talking Sports — And All Is Right With the World

nfl 2015 superbowl playoffs, seattle-greenbay, TV screen shot of game. Photo by Barbara Newhall

On our TV: Last Sunday’s Superbowl play-off, Seattle and Greenbay. Photo by Barbara Newhall

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

It’s January, 2015, and another Superbowl is coming up. Son Peter is 34 now and  he lives in the faraway Midwest. But as always, whenever he and Jon get together, father and son, in person, on the phone or on Skype, sure enough, the subject turns to sports — football, baseball, basketball.

I like listening to the two of them talk. I can’t keep up with the intricacies of a [Read more…]

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My Old Stuff — A Little Moldy, a Little Dusty, but Unlike Certain People It’s Still With Me

My grandmorther's pince-nez with gold chain, hairpin and laminated metal case from J.H. Chinnery, optometrist, Scottville, Michigan. Photo by Barbara Newhall

My grandmorther’s pince-nez with gold chain, hairpin and laminated metal case from J.H. Chinnery, optometrist, Scottville, Michigan. Photo by Barbara Newhall

I love my old stuff. I couldn’t get rid of it when I wrote this piece back in 1987, and I can’t get rid of it now. The ski boots and baby bottles are gone, but we still have the crutches.

By Barbara Falconer Newhall, The Oakland Tribune, Sept. 6, 1987

Things. They stay where you put them. They don’t talk back. They don’t upchuck on the Persian rug. Things don’t have to be fed, clothed or diapered. They don’t require thank-you notes or post cards from Tahoe. [Read more…]

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Advent: Witnessing to the Light – With Tinsel and a Plastic Santa

A box marked Advent overflows with Christmas decorations, including an angel, a Santa and shiney tinsel garlands. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Just one of many boxes in the basement labeled “Advent” or “Christmas.” Photo by Barbara Newhall

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

It’s Advent, the traditional time of (quiet) preparation for Christmas.  This Sunday in churches around the country, congregations will be reading the Magnificat — Mary’s song in praise of God and God’s generosity and justice. They’ll also be hearing that odd desert wanderer, John the Baptist, testify to the Light that was to come.

As for me, every year, as my Christmas tree twinkles its lights at my children, my husband, our next-door neighbors and the occasional UPS agent bringing packages – I like [Read more…]

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