(Every week a new lectio divina video just like this one comes out through email. The texts are connected to the lectionary for the following week. This gives pastors and lay people a place to push play and let the…
Here, dear friends is a lectio divina based on the verses of Matthew 25:34-40 in honor of my father who has lived his life fueled by them. (If you’d like to receive a weekly lectio divina video and devotional, subscribe…
My boy rounded the corner looking for me. I was walking our neighborhood, one round circle after another, working out some thought or other. It was a slow summer evening and the light was falling fast. He…
I’m not able to fully rest at home. Last Wednesday I woke with a pinched nerve and recovered just in time to lead a Friday/Saturday retreat. At home there were mounds of laundry. Tiny, flat, butterscotch-colored seeds…
EVERY WEEK I send out a video of an ancient practice called lectio divina (ancient but so very accessible) which I call The Slow Word Movement to subscribers to this blog & write a letter in the afterglow or the wrestle directly…
I need fresh vision. I need the cloud, the power, the white hot light. Be kind. We’re all fighting a hard battle. Plato spoke those words millennia ago and despite today’s youtube make-up videos and Instagram’s filters, the masks…
I sat back into the overstuffed leather couch a little stunned. I begged Professor Robert Woodcock at my spiritual direction program to repeat what he had just said: “We sometimes forget that there are two people in this relationship, us and…
We had a 10 inch black and white television in the corner of the living room when I was growing up. As mother banged around the kitchen making dinner, my brother and I sat side by side on the…
I gave this print as a Christmas gift to my Healing Care Group Sunday night. We sat around the kitchen table at the Cathedral’s retreat house eating a spinach pizza and looking at the drawing. We took turns remarking…
We need you fully present, fully awake. We need light-bearers, God-bearers, Kingdom-bringers, hope-servers. We are hungry for your glad tidings shouted from mountaintops, whispered into smartphones, wrapped around the shoulders of the widow sitting hands-folded in the…