I’ve lived on the banks of a river that is the stuff of legends—those storied waters that cradled civilization and was the bridge between life and death for the ancients. It is obvious why Egypt is called “the gift of the Nile” once you spend a couple months in the sandy, dry heat. No life […]
When Those People Become My People
by on March 20, 2019 1 Comment
A quick Google search defines the word they as a pronoun “referring to two more people previously mentioned or easily defined.” It’s my experience that no one group of people is easily defined but, oh, we still like to try. We tuck people away into groups of them and those people, defining those groups as […]
The Red Couch: The Very Good Gospel Introduction
by on March 5, 2019 Leave a Comment
Most of us reconstruct our beliefs or our language about God and faith over the years. I’m with Sarah Bessey who says, “if our theology doesn’t shift and change over our lifetimes, then I have to wonder if we’re paying attention.” One slow, aching change has been from a very personal, individualistic view of the […]
Cultivating A Holy Curiosity
by on February 27, 2019 1 Comment
Every day I stand and watch this intersection of four roads that is such a symbolic intersection of all of life. I look out over my current little corner of the world through a smudged floor-to-ceiling window. From the time I pull back the paisley curtain, blinking at the light pouring in my room, to […]
To Hear the Silence Speak
by on January 30, 2019 1 Comment
The quiet is palpable but not heavy. In the way the warmth of a fire eases down into your very bones, the quiet here is the bearer of a strange kind of comfort. It isn’t the absence of sound. Every tiny noise reverberates off the white stone arches of the abbey. A monk coughs in […]
