I didn’t hear about the bombings in Sri Lanka until after our Easter service. I am the head pastor, and only person on staff in a little church on the edge of a big city. It was a really busy morning. I was ironing the banners, the brightly colored ones that replaced the dark contemplative […]
The Darkest Day
by on April 18, 2019 Leave a Comment
It’s always darkest before the dawn, at least, that’s what they tell me— “Each new day brings resurrection.” But to get there, we must always move through the dark. There are gifts to be found in darkness. That, too, is true: Rest, coolness, quiet. But terrors hide out in its creases and folds, ever ready […]
I Believe in the Resurrection of Women
by on April 1, 2018 6 Comments
Thanks to Jesus, I believe in the resurrection of women I believe in the power of the feminine, twisted and taken in the original Garden. I remember Eve, our first Mother, who died for her transgression. I remember Mary, who believed, conceived and carried the Holy One of Heaven. I remember Mary who raised her […]
Look at the Cross Again
by on March 29, 2018 9 Comments
Let me be the first to admit today that I do not understand the cross. The simple explanations of my childhood—that the cross spans the chasm between me and God—no longer satisfy. There is so much mystery, so much that I cannot wrap my head around, that I am tempted to just quietly back away, […]
In the Darkness of Friday
by on April 13, 2017 7 Comments
I pry through my closed blinds and notice glints of pink and magenta. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom and are caught in the steady waves of a light breeze. Spring is here. But on this side of my blinds, it remains dark and cold. I light a candle and whisper, “Lord, have mercy.” […]
