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A message to all my former students: vote

I just fig­ured it out—if I was your teacher my first year of teach­ing, the old­est you would be now is about 59. (whew!) If you had me my last year of teach­ing, the youngest you could be is about 20. That means every kid I ever taught should be eli­gi­ble to vote. So do it. […]

Things I don’t understand

Per­haps this is an effect of pan­dem­ic fever. I am becom­ing increas­ing­ly aware of how much I don’t know. –How “real­i­ty” tele­vi­sion became so pop­u­lar. –How any race or eth­nic­i­ty of peo­ple can think them­selves supe­ri­or (or infe­ri­or) to any oth­er race or eth­nic­i­ty. Dif­fer­ent, I get. –How peo­ple can go their entire lives with­out acknowl­edg­ing that […]

Pandemic Fever

It’s get­ting to me—I find myself sinking—my qui­et times are labored—my golf game is muddled—my irri­tabil­i­ty quo­tient is on trig­ger-fin­ger mode—The Same­ness (see blog post 6/7/2020) is more deadening—the evening news is more depressing—the nation­al lead­er­ship is more absurd—my escape valves are less sat­is­fac­to­ry. Of course, I have a built-in excuse: the unre­lent­ing, oppres­sive, step-into-a-furnace-when-you-step-out-the-door, […]

The Stuck Nut

I got this from my qui­et time ear­li­er this week: “The main thing about Chris­tian­i­ty is not the work we do, but the rela­tion­ship we main­tain and the atmos­phere pro­duced by that rela­tion­ship. That is all God asks us to look after, and it is the one thing that is being con­tin­u­al­ly assault­ed.” –from My […]

Raspberries

I’m run­ning about 5–6 pounds heav­ier than usu­al since the time of coro­na. I’m not thrilled about it, but it could be worse. I’m def­i­nite­ly not get­ting as much exer­cise as I used to. My diet is more depress­ing than my weight. There are cer­tain pos­i­tives that I can’t seem to incor­po­rate and cer­tain negatives […]

Senior changes, part II

As I explained in the last essay, choic­es look dif­fer­ent as we age—especially in light of the virus. Every one of them, whether sim­ple or huge, has more grav­i­tas. The desire to appre­ci­ate life sweet­ens. The real­iza­tion that we have a respon­si­bil­i­ty deep­ens. Then there’s that hope to leave a mark, which flirts dan­ger­ous­ly with […]

Four generations of Malmgren women

Senior choices

I was going to say elder­ly choic­es, but I dis­like the word elder­ly. I think of some­one who can no longer take care of him­self. I pre­fer to be old, which I am. There are a lot of choic­es to be made regard­ing a num­ber of top­ics at my age. I tend to be one […]

Dowanee from scratch

She floats in and out of the vagaries of my child­hood mem­o­ry, omnipresent but insub­stan­tial, a tow­er­ing phan­tom. But she was always there. She lived in our house from the time I was born until we moved from Drex­el Hill to Floris­sant, Mis­souri when I was sev­en­teen. For all intents and pur­pos­es, she seemed to […]

The Covid War

You hear that phrase fre­quent­ly, but do you extend the metaphor? We use war as a metaphor all the time—football games, pric­ing com­pe­ti­tions, polit­i­cal issues, even fam­i­ly squab­bles. This is one time I like the metaphor. We are tru­ly in dead­ly com­bat. We need to come togeth­er and present a unit­ed front against an enemy […]

Family Ties

Lov­ing one anoth­er in the time of coro­na presents some unique chal­lenges. I know my oper­at­ing instruc­tions: love God and love one anoth­er. The lov­ing God part demands its own essay—except for this reminder…He is with us always, and we express love by enjoy­ing Someone’s com­pa­ny and respond­ing to Him. But let’s focus on loving […]

RoomSJ

(Recent obser­va­tions on my Spir­i­tu­al Jour­ney) The movie thing was fun, but I’ve been think­ing more about the pre­vi­ous post regard­ing all of us being on a Spir­i­tu­al Jour­ney. Isn’t it cool that they all begin in the same way—with a first breath some­where on the space/time con­tin­u­um of plan­et Earth and with a final […]

My Best Movies Ever

I have a long his­to­ry with movies, but a ter­ri­ble mem­o­ry for them. Real­iz­ing this, I have for many years writ­ten down every movie I watched and giv­en it a grade. I can tell any­one if I saw a movie and how much I liked it. For one span of my writ­ing career, I gave […]

A letter to my fans (haha)

Dear fans (haha): Yes, I real­ize the ridicu­lous­ness of it. As if there are peo­ple out there think­ing Go, Dallin—write away, big guy—knock one out of the park! And yet, I find it almost impos­si­ble to write with­out think­ing of an audi­ence (usu­al­ly God or Bethany), so this one is for you, the read­er. As […]

Puzzling

Let’s face it, we’re bat­ten­ing down the hatch­es for Covid-19 again. That means more time at home—and prob­a­bly more time for puz­zling. I read some­where that jig­saw puz­zle com­pa­nies are enjoy­ing a greater eco­nom­ic boon than gro­cery stores! And cross­word puz­zles are blow­ing up too. Even Doones­bury (my favorite com­ic) had a cross­word puz­zle for […]

My anxiety provokers

These are anx­ious times, no doubt about it. The world is in trou­ble. On the nation­al lev­el, the news is almost nev­er good. On the local lev­el, dis­sen­sion and fear seem to dom­i­nate our con­scious­ness. On the per­son­al lev­el, even a phone call can instill dread—is it bad news? A stiff upper lip can only […]

…all I have to do is believe?”

After two straight posts revolv­ing around my mis­spent youth, I thought I’d try for some­thing more redemp­tive… Although I prob­a­bly would have denied it, I wasn’t in very good shape in the spring of 1976: liv­ing alone in a small apartment…separated from my first wife for over a year…smoking pot every day, usu­al­ly sev­er­al times…in […]

Carl

For most of my life I had a rocky rela­tion­ship with my father. My broth­er was a paragon of virtue (that’s how I learned the word paragon–hav­ing it ascribed to my broth­er). I floun­dered in his wake aca­d­e­m­i­cal­ly, and I nev­er could find anoth­er chan­nel that would win my dad’s approval. In fair­ness, I probably […]

Those were the days…

Did you have that peri­od in your life when you were on your own and you didn’t have a plan? While it might not be the norm, the norm being college—job—marriage—stability—get your adven­ture where you can find it, it must be fair­ly com­mon. Those Days where you were still fig­ur­ing out where you were going […]

Breathe, Part II

Breath­ing is the clear­est chan­nel on which we can appre­hend God. Breathe (part I) was on Decem­ber 6, 2017—it was reas­sur­ing to find I am on the same path. Breath­ing is the most ele­men­tal thing we do—even more so than eat or drink or any­thing else. We take breath­ing for grant­ed, just like we take […]

God as a live oak

I don’t write much about prayer. Cer­tain­ly, I’m an advo­cate. But it’s hard to men­tion your prayer life with­out sound­ing sanc­ti­mo­nious. Jesus said some­thing about pray­ing in secret. God has shown me a thou­sand times that when­ev­er I start think­ing about how spir­i­tu­al I am, I have turned in the wrong direc­tion. Still, I’ve been […]

The Sameness

One major effect of the quar­an­tine: The Same­ness. It was unavoidable—your options have been severe­ly reduced. When get­ting in your car involves a deci­sion to risk your life and endan­ger oth­ers (it real­ly does), The Same­ness of stay­ing home doesn’t seem like such a bad deci­sion. Of course, the re-open­ing of our coun­try great­ly diminishes […]

Golf is a spiritual exercise

Yep. I’m stick­ing with my premise, even with my wife rolling her eyes some of the time. If there was no God, I would not play golf. Even if that is a lie, I would not play so hap­pi­ly, sur­round­ed by joy. To take my diviniza­tion even fur­ther, golf is a spir­i­tu­al exer­cise for most […]

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called the children of God.” Matthew 5:9

The Skeleton in my Closet

My uncle, Hafis Salich, served time in San Quentin as a Russ­ian spy. Hon­est. My mother’s fam­i­ly had to leave Rus­sia when the com­mu­nists took over. Born in Moscow, she was sev­en years old when they left. At least, I think so. My mother’s birth date was list­ed as Jan­u­ary 1,1917. I have been told […]

Pescatarians for a week…

Well, almost a week. Tomor­row morn­ing will be a week. I got the idea when we start­ed hear­ing about all the Covid prob­lems in the meat-pack­­ing plants. Rather than hoard­ing meat, it seemed like we could explore oth­er options. Karen liked the idea. Both of us real­ized it would prob­a­bly be good health-wise. My third […]

Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together…”

I didn’t get off to a very good start with The Church—thankfully, we have devel­oped a mutu­al respect over the years. Just beyond my back­yard was the St. Dorothy Catholic Church and parochial school. I was not Catholic. My moth­er and grand­moth­er hat­ed Catholicism—not sure why. (My sis­ter Diana recent­ly told me that she attended […]

To shave or not to shave

I have nev­er liked shav­ing. Dur­ing my teach­ing career, I went by the every-oth­­er-day rule—or tried to. Part of the rea­son I shaved is because Karen want­ed me to. Much as I tried to sell her on the Har­ri­son Ford stub­ble (I even pur­chased an Indi­ana Jones hat!), she nev­er bought it. Anoth­er rea­son I […]

Fate vs. Chance

It’s the age-old debate—so ancient we no longer think about it. Put it anoth­er way: God’s will vs. man’s choice. or pre­des­ti­na­tion vs. free will. In my post-ado­les­­cent years, we’d debate about it into the night, and in my ear­ly Chris­t­ian years, we’d search the Bible for pat answers to it. It nev­er has been […]

Ascia

As dis­tant and estranged as I felt from my father grow­ing up (hmm, Father’s Day essay?), so I seemed attached and con­nect­ed to my moth­er. Not in a cloy­ing, spend-lots-of-time-togeth­­er way–in fact, I don’t remem­ber ever spend­ing much time with her. But some­how, my moth­er got me. There was one stretch, some­where between grades five […]

God is in control

It struck me like a light­ning bolt as I was sit­ting on my back porch. We all know that He is con­cerned. We all know He will com­fort us. We all know He loves us. But do we believe, even for a sec­ond, that He is in con­trol? That right now He has a handle […]