“Father,” said Flambeau in that infantile and heavy voice he used very seldom. “What are we to do?” His friend’s reply came with the pent promptitude of a gun going off. “Sleep!” cried Father Brown. “Sleep. We have come to the end of the ways. Do you know what sleep is? Do you know that... Continue Reading →
Anna the Old
And now its the next day. And then the day after that. In previous posts I wrote about how the lead up to Christmas can make it seem like Christmas is the climax, the end of the story of our waiting. And it is. And it also is not. If Christmas is the answer it... Continue Reading →
Hope…..hopefully.
I’ve been thinking about hope all week. What gives us hope? What does it look like in my daily, house-cleaning, school-drop-off, dinner-making-ish, life? What is hope in my home with my girls, with my husband, or with my parents, my brother, my in-laws? What does hope look like to my friends--dear, dear women who... Continue Reading →
The Sapling in The Tree
---The following was a reflection I wrote for a friend's research group for her doctoral studies on how the Doctrine of Creation could inform our understanding of suffering and how we walk through suffering. And because the group met during Advent, and because Advent is one of the best things ever, I thought about that... Continue Reading →
That Unexpected Advent
Advent. It is a time of hope, of waiting, of anticipation. It marks the waiting the world has always known. So many words have been said about Advent. We want to enter it, we want to live it. We want to savour this time-this lead up to Christmas. Advent is a time where we... Continue Reading →
Snow
I can’t sleep again tonight. The wind was rushing and whooshing when we went to bed. I kept thinking there was an animal in the trees, jumping from branch to branch, the way they kept swaying crazily. I think it blew all night. I woke up…or I could say, my 3 year old woke me... Continue Reading →
Where Does Our Breathing Go ? (or….Stream of Consciousness Writing When My Kid Is At Preschool)
The three year olds are throwing around the theology these days. My three year old has been asking lots of interesting questions lately. This morning, as we were crossing the reservoir it was, “Why do bridges hold up?” Yesterday it was, “Why do we not float away into space like balloons?” Good questions baby. Last... Continue Reading →
The Honorable
-- I suppose it had to happen eventually - I've been at this church for almost 7 years. I mean, its not like jvs doesn't talk about this in his sleep 😉 But this is a full-on, two-book way of seeing things. Seeing God in everything - seeing that fingerprint of how he is in... Continue Reading →
Formed
This week I spoke to a classroom full of Christian educators about prayer. This, in itself, is funny. It is funny because I, in no way, have ever thought I would speak in public. I am the person who, if ever I talked in class, burned bright red and developed that weird wobbly... Continue Reading →
The Wounded Healer
This was meaningful to me this week. I had coffee with a new friend while our kids flipped themselves out of the hammock in the backyard. We started talking about church and faith and like most people, I think, I have a few wounds. Or if not open wounds, then pretty obvious scars. When... Continue Reading →
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