Dec 5, 2012 | Advent, discipleship, mystery, prayer
My soul is troubled, O my God, tied in knots and tossing. You are giving birth and I am a nervous midwife. (Not even a midwife, who would have the calm words and strong hands to encourage new life.) Is this, then, the meaning of Advent: to be constantly checking the...
Aug 3, 2012 | faith, images of God, lament, mental health, mystery, prayer, Spirit
Ah, Spirit! I’m afraid I’ve lost you. No — I’m afraid I’ve lost myself, because my heart feels unfamiliar and the terrain of my soul is desolate wilderness. I am seeking a rock to get my bearings… encountering only wind and silence....
Mar 23, 2012 | discipleship, Lent, mystery, psalm
On bright days when the paths look clear and I am feeling confident of my footsteps, I can easily forget that there is still a fog or that my outlook is fuzzy with my humanity (like wearing smudged glasses without knowing it). Yet on those days that feel hazy with...
Feb 28, 2012 | joy, Lent, mystery
Who knows how brightly the sun might shine this day?Who knows how paths might cross and God-encounters unfold?Who knows what adventure might begin, or what mischiefmight startle me into laughter? God alone! Yes, God alone!So I set my heart at ease and I give praise...
Dec 5, 2011 | Advent, mystery
At night comes the haunting, a ringing of silence, a depth that the daylight does not understand: the intersection of terrible fear and wild possibility: the faint gleam of stars in absence of the sun: a space for dissonance otherwise unimagined and disallowed: the...
Sep 30, 2011 | ministry, mystery, prayer, vocation
I don’t know, God. This is craziness, this life into which you’ve called me, these continual twists & turns through which you rebirth me. I’m uncertain about what it all is, about how I’m doing …and I’m still processing life...
