“The reality of death has come upon us and a consciousness of the power of God has broken our complacency like a bullet in the…
Birdsong
If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel’s heart…
Permission
“This ordinary time is gifted in its quiet, marked passing Christ slips about calling and baptizing, sending and affirming, pouring his Spirit like water…
Tireless Messenger
To try to be brave is to be brave.” George MacDonald Today we are outside on our driveway blowing bubbles. It’s only May, and the…
Letting Go
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” Anais Nin…
A New Way of Being
Yet still the unresting castles thresh In fullgrown thickness every May. Last year is dead, they seem to say, Begin afresh, afresh, afresh. from…
Writing on My Birthday
Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit – Life! -Emily Dickinson It’s my 42nd birthday today.…
Another Act of Hope
But I have found that in the simple act of living with hope, and in the daily effort to have a positive impact in the…
Driving to the Airport
“I discovered that in every end a new beginning lies hidden. It will find you if you look for it. Don’t lose heart!” Jürgen Moltmann…
Last Words
“Low-sunk life imagines itself weary of life, but it is death, not life, it is weary of.” George MacDonald “So much wasted time.” These were…