Isaiah 7:14 “… Behold, a virgin shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name lmmanuel: God with us” Life leapt. God kicked and what at first she had held tight within faith’s fist, now bounced, small mass of cells…
I read this and all indifference melts. Later I peer into eyes wonder what struggle my waitress, my kids’ teacher, my mask wearing perfect friend wrestles with. I wonder what makes you weary. The battle has been long and we…
We married in the dark candlelight of December. Flurries swirled on Kenyon College’s campus and we hurried into the stone church holding all our hopes for our future. We were crazy young: 18 and 20. We turned toward each other, said…
This was a wrestle this summer…one that I can’t mold into a tidy little shape of words, the sweat and tears of it are just too fresh. Have mercy with the lack of polish…I considered not publishing it, but, honestly, it…
A newly made, golden baguette lay between the storm and wooden doors generously wrapped with saran wrap and a blue satin bow. My new friend, Lindsay Harrison had sent this text message earlier that day: “I left a gift at your…
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…
I so often shrink up small like the girl in the movie, A Room With A View. A prissy people-pleaser. Lucy Honeychurch’s passion and authority were palpable only when her fingers were touching the piano, only when she was pounding out great waves of Beethoven. Rev.…
He’s sprawled out beside my sleeping husband right now, the little love. They are both passed out on our bed, lights still on. Superman pajama top, Christmas jammy bottom. I found him at the top of the stairs before my…
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…
Hi friends, I’ve missed you …but have been desperate for hours of filling up…more of Jesus. My blog is empty but my spirit is slowly filling up. Now it’s 3:30am and Xavier just had a nightmare and I am up…