Building a Day of Joy: moving day
“You shall go out with joy and be led forth in peace. The mountains and the hills will break forth into songs before you. There will be shouts of joy and all the trees of the field will clap their…
When Fear Squeezes
Tonight it was the chocolate sheet cake, the one with the thick fudgy frosting Andrew’s mom taught me step by step. It’s THE “birthday cake” around here because no one can imagine desiring anything but a large rectangle of this…
He is risen! Happy Easter Friends
The baskets are stuffed, the Easter outfits laid out on the dining room floor, and the lily’s perfume fills the living room where I am sitting. Quiet. Quiet is pure gift in a clergy person’s home during Holy Week,…
Day 16: Confession
We in the church have got something to confess. And it’s pretty ugly. But ugly things have to come into the light in order to be transformed. Evangelism has been used by some to be an answer to…
Weekly Nourishment: Scripture Typer and Hello Mornings Love
I’m a good news, shout it from the rooftop type girl. I’ve even got to sing the praises of my brilliant new hairstylist! (By the way, she’s in Holland, MI, researches justice issues around the world for fun, and chats with…
January Saturday Morning Thanks
Here at the little yellow cottage, it’s hard not to dance our thanks: 1. English Premier League. Waking up to Tottenham and Queens Park Rangers instead of Saturday morning cartoons. 2. Milk, whey protein and blueberry smoothie with chia seeds for…
My 2013 One Word
To Listen: To live empty, open, hands up receiving To surge in breaths of God truth, To abide in God one wing covering another. To breathe out focused: the Presence of God is HERE, always Here… Always speaking, and me?…
Finding Room for God in the Crush of Christmas
Kenosis was just like a sandbox, we decided in our theology class. I remember rubbing my forehead, trying to wrap my mind around a foreign Greek word. We searched for images we could comprehend and did what any self-respecting theology…
This Week December 14, 2012 – What Nourished Me
After school I pulled Madeline onto my lap and we sunk deep into the red bean bag chair. I memorized the smell of her hair and the beautiful dimple that comes out in her left cheek when she’s being tickled…
A Guest Post: Advent Waiting by Christie Purifoy
Today, I have the privilege of introducing Christie Purifoy to all of you at a thirst for God. Always painted with profound prose, Peace Like a River is where Christie shares the ups and downs of a mother’s life searching…