Friends, this is both hard and easy to write. I have been heartbroken over the state of this election. Just sick. With how angry people are. With how uninformed people’s gut reactions are. With how we are not setting the agenda with our own questions or looking beyond ourselves for a common good but just... Continue Reading →
I Woke Up at 3am This Morning
I woke up at 3am this morning. I’ve been trying a new thing where I wake up stupid early to read and write and just have at least an hour to collect myself. So I knew my alarm was set for 5am and I needed to go right back to sleep. But I also knew—I... Continue Reading →
Real Rabbits
I saw posted on facebook the other day, an excerpt from The Velveteen Rabbit: "What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?" "Real isn't... Continue Reading →
Magic Thread
We have been reading the Narnia Chronicles with our oldest daughter this spring. Like most kids, she loves them—they’ve captured her. We read The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe in a day and a half because she pestered us constantly to keep reading it. As we’ve been hiking and exploring this summer, she is... Continue Reading →
All Our Stories Are Doorways
I think about our stories, about how varied they are. They have strange parts. Do you ever think about something that happened in your life and think, “That was so weird. Why did that happen?” And then I think about how similar all our stories are. How they all include some joy and some questions... Continue Reading →
The Invitation
(note--once again I tried to write about something else deep and meaningful and then found myself writing about the spiritual life as an organizationally challenged and deeply feeling woman who longs for God and space but mostly just wants certainty and a housekeeper.....I've had a number of conversations lately that are about this. Boring... Continue Reading →
Speak What We Feel, Not What We Ought To Say or Ode to St. Thomas
One day I was reading and I came across this…. John 11:1-3 A man was sick, Lazarus of Bethany, from the town of Mary and her sister Martha. This was the same Mary who massaged the Lord’s feet with aromatic oils and then wiped them with her hair. It was her brother Lazarus who was sick.... Continue Reading →
Easter Dawn
XV Easter Dawn by Malcolm Guite He blesses every love which weeps and grieves And now he blesses hers who stood and wept And would not be consoled, or leave her love’s Last touching place, but watched as low light crept Up from the east. A sound behind her stirs A... Continue Reading →
Death on a Friday Afternoon
This is a theological meditation that years ago confirmed what I had already had to live out and wrote about earlier today. It says it so well.....so because this is my blog, I am writing it out too 🙂 From Richard John Neuhaus' Death on a Friday Afternoon, I have said we should not rush... Continue Reading →
Walking through the Days
Coming into Easter is different than coming into Christmas. With Christmas there is anticipation of joy. Of arrival. Of a gift. I want to say that I feel the excitement of Easter Sunday’s arrival like I do Christmas—at the triumph of life over death….at God’s victory…..at the beauty of hope and newness and green life.... Continue Reading →
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