I came across this image last week and have been engaging with it since.  When I first saw it, my eye spiraled in toward the

Joy of joys – spring is here!  And at the same time, war and conflict rage in the Ukraine and elsewhere and the pandemic continues and inflation ramps up…  How am I to hold it all?  (Part 2)

Grass is greening, buds are plumping and daffodils have been pushing up through snow. And war is raging, people are dying of hunger, and the

I woke up yesterday morning thinking about a small (but ongoing) conflict I have had with a friend.  It is nothing big, nothing that threatens to splinter the friendship, and yet there I was with a pit in my stomach, a sense of…

Read the following poem out loud. What words or phrases “shimmer” or stand out or leap off the page at you? Incarnation I am the

How many times do we withhold pieces of our lives from God, or refuse (consciously or not) to open our hearts to God?

Speaking for myself, more often than I care to admit, and

Start by taking a couple of longer, more intentional breaths, perhaps breathing in to a slow count of four, pausing a moment and breathing out to a slow count of four. Invite your body to relax even ten percent. Then as you continue to breathe slowly and evenly, recite these words

…one Sunday morning, the words “nor life” echoed through my mind long past the end of the Scripture reading. It was suddenly clear to me how LIFE often separates me from the love of God, or at least makes me feel separated. In the presence of crisis, death or suffering, I am often aware of God’s presence. But in the rush of daily life, I often forget to listen for God. Deadlines, obligations…

Some years ago, I had an epiphany: If God loves every person, if every person is of equal value and worth in God’s eyes, then