Two weeks ago, I wrote in this space https://drcindyryanblog.com/2019/03/05/this-is-my-brother/ about my brother and the heartwrenching decision of the United Methodist Church at General Conference regarding the worthiness of LBGQT persons. I shared my anger, disappointment and grief over the decision. From my perspective as a clergyperson who served in the United Methodist church the better… Continue reading One Heart at a Time
Yoga requires practice. I've been practicing it for almost two years and have so much to learn. I'm amazed when I even miss a few days at how tightly bound I become. Sports require practice. Music does. I feel like relationships do. After 33 years of marriage, I find myself still practicing at being a… Continue reading Practice
It's October. In Texas, the humid temperatures have been in the 80 & 90's. This past weekend, at an outdoor event, I was as hot as I've ever been. I kept saying, "But, this is October." The 10 day forecast, though, says relief is actually coming. It mentions lows in the 50's and 40's. I'm… Continue reading A Smidgen of Hope
In ministry and life I've seen a some hard things. Some have been difficult things for me personally so many others have been the excruciating things other people have had to endure. I could name them all from work to relationships to financial troubles to church woes, or our mental and physical health issues, but… Continue reading The Golden Thread
I enjoy making up words. I loved word play with my children. We now have several words only our family knows. Today I made up this one: FaithWaiting. FaithWaiting is different from regular waiting. All waiting is pretty excruciating. Waiting for admission to that certain college. Waiting to turn 16. Waiting for the wedding day.… Continue reading FaithWaiting
I never knew why older people cried at weddings. It seemed obvious to me that it was a happy time. I didn't get it. I met Julie when I was an 18-year-old freshman at Texas A&M. We decided to be roommates the next year and have been close friends since then. I'll never forget the… Continue reading Whispers
I was lingering over coffee with a friend this week when she suddenly said, "Why did God choose to come as a baby?" Yes, this is just one example of the delicious people I spend time with these days. I told her I genuinely did not know but nothing could be more surprising, unexpected or… Continue reading A Baby, Why?
