Unexpected

. . . and thenevery now and againLife reminds methat I have been worshipingthat elusive godnamed Control(a false idol, in fact,yet I repeatedly make my altar to it)so Life holds up a mirrorto my foolishnessand God tumbles me in a waveto disorientand reorientmy gods,...

Advent . Week 1 . Monday

I pray for the courageto let this day bewhat it isand what it isn’t;to let it hold what it can,and not cram it impossiblywith any more;because it already is,and it is full of God!I pray for the graceto let myself bewhat I amand what I’m not;to hold what I...

Sycamore Scars

For the scars,for the healed storiesand the still-open wounds,I pray beauty in wholenessand the peace of perspective.Like the sycamore’s scarsall gray and white and peelingsometimes down to the bare woodsignaling growth (not disease or dis-ease),wounds of new...

Sunset

So grace aboundsin moments of radiance,And our lives are enriched.For the fullness and simplicityof such a gift, we sing:Thanks be to God!

Lent 7

The middle of the night always comes:I am afraid of the darkAfraid of the unknown at 2 in the morningWide-eyed in case the uncontrollable, unthinkable happensSo I stay awakeStay distractedDetermined not to be caught off guard by the nightI need you, Lord Jesus,For...

Pin It on Pinterest