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?
Redundancy alert! For those of you who have been around me a while or follow my blogs, articles, sermons and rants over the years, I'm going there again, to my favorite holiday topic. I almost didn't bring it up this year but I felt like someone out there might just need to hear this, said… Continue reading Subtle and Simple
Jesus was a master storyteller. He loved tackling tough topics with stories about common things that every one could relate to. Lots of time he wouldn't even try to explain what he was talking about. He would just tell his story about the crops, the wedding, the farmer or the feast and leave it there,… Continue reading When Hummingbirds Argue
Holy spaces, sanctuary places, safe people are already embedded into our real lives. On my morning walk through a nearby wooded area, there is a particular stretch of the walk that I call my sanctuary. The trees form an arch. Light filters through the trees in a way that takes my eyes up every time.… Continue reading Sanctuary Places and People
I walk every day. It is partially for physical reasons, partially for spiritual and emotional reasons and partially because my dog is addicted and will not let me do otherwise. She does not understand the concept of a day off from walking or rain or hot or cold. So, we walk. Sometimes when I walk,… Continue reading Infuse Me With Peace
It was a simple question texted to our 25-year-old son about whether he'd be joining us for a meal. He answered back, Word. I always have to stop and remind myself that in the language of young people, Word means Yes. Then I have to remind myself that the usage goes way beyond that into other languages… Continue reading Word
In Christianity, there's not really even a name for that Saturday. No one seems to know what to do with the day in between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. It is such an awful, awkward, painful day. I've heard it called Holy Saturday, but not much. Even the Bible doesn't have much to say about… Continue reading That Silent Saturday