The snow had fallen heavy on the world, like a down blanket one feather at a time. We woke up in the week after Christmas in a suburban Narnia, our world stilled. Even the shrubbery wound tight with lights outside…
“Fear not,” He says, but it is too late. I am already face down, fingers grasping stones, fingernails scraping dust. I grasp at the familiar. The glory burns and my knees come in tight. I fold up small hoping to hide. …
This Sabbath may you find yourself in the middle of wonder…hugging your knees and staring at miles of open lake, pulling the car over to the rim of the road to feast on a stretch of gold washed mountains, wrapped…
It’s engraved in bronze, hanging on my wall, a quote by that famous theologian (and yes, friend, tongue in cheek here), Carl Jung: Bidden or Not Bidden, God is Present. The weekend I was ordained, ten years ago this All…
A few midsummer discoveries: 1. Brunch is the perfect hospitality meal with this amazing baked Blintz with blueberry sauce from Ina Garten, this quiche, caramelized bacon (Oh My Word!) and a whatever-you-have-on-hand fruit salad. The secret to why this functions so well for…
Candles flickered on the Passover table, sending long shadows bouncing around the room. Scattered across the table the unleavened bread crumbs, bitter herbs, figs piled high wine in goblets half-drunk, salt water, eggs and the lamb. God’s faithfulness remembered and retold,…
by Summer Gross I took up residence all week on a beach towel, glancing up at the kids digging holes in the wet sand and soaking in the warmth of Soul Survivor by Philip Yancey. In it, he prepares a…
The Message translation of Colossians 3:3-4 has been convicting/encouraging me lately, especially this phrase: “Be content with obscurity.” We have an upside down world and it is easy to roll topsy turvy along with it. But, it’s Sarah Smith of…