Lent 8

Impossible God, the cut-down stump in the yard that has been dormant for years is blooming: with a fresh coat of moss and a lively ant colony busy within its roots. I am ever amazed by the diverse manifestations of “new life.” Perhaps another tree stump...

On the Verge of New

God of the dawn, God of the springtime, today I need the good news that “new” isn’t an annual opportunity but a daily gift a blessing given even before I threw back the covers this morning. Save me from the belief (vanity, really) that I am somehow...

Dog Stories: Sermon Illustrations (sans sermon)

Walking my dog MoMo this morning offered a few moments of quiet before a busy day. The air was chilly and calm. I could hear birds calling and singing from amidst the branches of bare trees. The sky was a clear baby blue, with traces of red & pink lining a few...

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