Blessed Unrest
We often wonder what God is calling us to do in a particular moment or passage of life. Could we ask ourselves, in such moments,
We often wonder what God is calling us to do in a particular moment or passage of life. Could we ask ourselves, in such moments,
These candlelit evenings, ancient hope glimmers like a gift,
gleams for a moment, then falters, slips to nothing
in the circling of the
But what to do with this whiz-bang of a passage from Mark, where Jesus instructs the disciples about impending doom?
Distant from my parents’ and their parents’ worlds, scrambling to understand my children’s world, I feel a kind of chronological loneliness. That’s the term I
We’re not talking about a language, or a dialect, or even current slang, but rather those little ways of speaking that are idiosyncratic to a
If only I could dream! Dreams come rarely these days. Where is the God of dreams?
“I’m angry. I’m sad. I feel as if we’ve reached the end of an era with this bunch, and I don’t know what’s next.”
Wow, I didn’t know that Palm Sunday was about openness, inclusion, and tolerance. Something to reflect on, I guess. What about that donkey, shall we
I’ll be processing this experience for a long time, but for now I’ll share just a few key words that focused my thoughts during and
Depending on which corners of the church you hang around in, you might notice anything from heavy-duty activism to climate denial. So I’ve been wishing