Our Bending-Low Jesus

My mother has been gone for just over three years now. Her physical departure was a time of both grief and relief, for I had been losing her, bit by bit, over the previous decade. My father’s death in 2005, followed by my youngest brother’s sudden death four years after my dad’s, left my small […]

Giving in to the Ache

It happened while sitting at the kitchen table yesterday morning. A buttery bloom of sunshine spread slowly across my left shoulder and I turned my head toward its warmth. In the middle of the table sat the pink peonies I had cut the day before when, barefoot, I had run out in the wet of […]

To Live in Easter

We celebrated Easter each in our own homes almost a month ago. Still, according to the church calendar it is Easter. There are years where I revel in the length of Eastertide. I walk through the 50 days expecting resurrection at every turn. What miracle will I experience now? This year has not been a […]

Still Walking Those Seven Miles

First came our stay-at-home orders. They went into effect in mid-March, right at the part of Lent when my forty-day practice felt less Draw-closer-to-Jesus and more Oh-no-I-forgot-to-practice-Lent! Our entire state was asked to give up friendships, gatherings, church and school, as well as all markers of normalcy. Lent was put into real-life practice and felt […]

A Letter to My Daughter—A Class of 2020 Graduate

To my high school graduate, Here we are, nearing the end of your senior year.  This is not how I imagined this year for you. It’s not even close to what I’d hoped it would be. I know you have watched class after class of seniors celebrate, make memories and launch into adulthood together. You […]