Some mornings I wake up and realize, “Oh! It’s a blog day!” And, I’m a bit surprised that it has already rolled around… I’m not a slave to publishing (as in, I don’t think I have to just because…
Two nights ago, Bay and I went for an evening horseback ride with friends in the National Forest behind our house. For some reason, my sweet Tali, decided to be a real pain in the neck. She stubbornly kept…
Some years have gone by…. Enough years now, that time’s soothing balm worked her magic. Still, I carry in my soul, memories of the hard of the situation…. It happened at a turbulent time in the life of our…
Bay and I have agreed on this one thing lately – we’ve never been more thankful for a verse of Scripture, than this one above… It’s a good reminder. There is no question I love living in my country……
This morning, after a so-so night’s sleep, I woke feeling tired. Fatigued. Not because it was just a so-so night…. …simply speaking, my soul seemed weary. I am news-fatigued. Zoom-meeting-fatigued. Covid-19-fatigued. Riot-fatigued. Maybe even a bit home-bound-fatigued (missing ministry…
The first part of Psalm 42:7 incorporates prayer right into the midst of what the writer meant as a more contemplative song for the Sons of Korah to sing in the Temple. The words, however, seem a bit mysterious,…
I don’t really know where to begin… My heart is broken…. So, I’m especially grateful for the verse above. I keep whispering it into my soul… So much loss this past week… So much grief!!!! And, with it, even…
Every time we cross, yet another bridge into a new-normal, there are growing pains, uncomfortable learning curves, and (I’ll say it again) mourning… Four years after we returned from Kenya, we drove our oldest to Phoenix, AZ and dropped…
(THIS TRUTH WE CLING TO AMIDST LOSS & CHANGE…He never changes! How not to lose hope.) Grief. Loss. Transition. Change. Those words resonate with all of us right now… …and, I’m finding addressing the banality of it is meaningful.…
I’ve sat through session after session, in retreat following retreat, and listened to the first words spoken in Grief of Loss and Transition workshops. I’ve written them down. It started so I would remember them. At this point, I…