Psalm 23: Learning to Slow and Rest
Andrew’s retreating with a fly rod in hand and I’m cocooned in the love of family and this week we are resting. a lot. This is a republished post from last year after Easter which I reread often…maybe it will…
Andrew’s retreating with a fly rod in hand and I’m cocooned in the love of family and this week we are resting. a lot. This is a republished post from last year after Easter which I reread often…maybe it will…
The baskets are stuffed, the Easter outfits laid out on the dining room floor, and the lily’s perfume fills the living room where I am sitting. Quiet. Quiet is pure gift in a clergy person’s home during Holy Week,…
Candles flickered on the Passover table, sending long shadows bouncing around the room. Scattered across the table the unleavened bread crumbs, bitter herbs, figs piled high wine in goblets half-drunk, salt water, eggs and the lamb. God’s faithfulness remembered and retold,…
You know the moment. A crowded city square and you are walking through the cafe. In front of you is a woman sitting at a small marble table, fork suspended, looking beyond you and to the right with this big,…
It wasn’t until she chucked the seventh time yesterday that I thought to reach for the healing oil. (Aren’t you glad you are reading here today?) And now I can feel it, the guilty mom/priest feeling rising up. Yes, I’m…
We’ve been studying this book and learning from the five thresholds a person goes through to faith. Today? Openess to change. (And beware: Two kids sick, no time to edit. This should be fun. No seriously… kind of like when…
From Henri Nouwen: “The literal translation of the words ‘pray always’ is ‘come to rest.’ The Greek word for rest is hesychia, and hesychasm is the term which refers to the spirituality of the desert. A hesychast is a…
Hi Friends! In “I Once Was Lost” (the evangelism book I wish I had 10 years ago, Christianity Today’s review here) Don Everts and Doug Schaupp, two Intervarsity staffers, teach us about five thresholds an unbelieving friend walks through on their…
The world is taking its time, spinning slowly on its 24 hour axis but we, we are hampsters on a wheel panting out of breath. And in my mom/minister/writer wheel, the first thing that always flies out I’m embarrassed to…
She walked down the aisle shining, her heart naked, shimmering, luminous… and he, forgetting to wait, forgetting to stand still…mesmerized, walked out to greet her. The universe is not kind this side of Eden and it makes cripples of all…