Pierced lips and eyelids contort as eyes burn with red blazing at the recent verdict. Roe vs. Wade overturned. Clips of people threatening, demanding, sending letters which include blood from their uterus’, as a message to Supreme Court Justices. Children in their thirties, on hands and knees tantruming like toddlers. Tears saying this is the end […]
Have You Been Running From the Quiet?
The noise of the world seems to be a refuge for many, for me. Like a single soul, stepping into a crowded room, the rumbling sounds of activity, promising to pacify desperate spirits. And while I find the “hum” blankets me, business distracts me….It doesn’t do anything to magnify my soul. The noisy push and pull […]
Are We Afraid of the Silence?
Feathered creatures wake me with singing outside my door, as winter bends and bows to the merging sounds of spring. “Croak, croak”, the deep throated voice of large toads announce their return from my pond. And this morning, a train “toots”, from down and beyond the turn below, just barely shooting forth, reminding me that life […]
The Church is Not Dead (Despite How it Looks Right Now)
Like the photo of a wrecking ball, smashing the walls of a Chinese Church. I saw the destruction coming. I felt the event happening. No, there was no steal ball, no dust and smoke, no rubble or physical substance left lifeless along the earth. But destruction happened, nonetheless. Loss. Internal scars that crushed even the most […]
A Year of What It Might Be Like In Heaven – A Tribute to My Dad
It’s been a year since I kissed your bald forehead, that tumultuous day, and walked out of the room after saying my last goodye. And yet, in my heart, you are still alive. I saw you the other day, in the grey-haired grandpa behind me at the grocery store. He befriended me, just like you would […]
For Those Who Have Been Living Small Lately, But Are Now Ready to Break Out in Bold Faith
As the dawn breaks and we all stretch, as if stiff-legged bears, coming out of our caves after a long winter… Much has changes. Snow geese cover the long-since plowed fields, as if angels decended, upon the muddied soil of our well-picked hearts. Do we notice the rivers, once mild and molded, now spilling out, uncontained, […]