Joy (Advent)
A tiny bird named Benjamin Tit is sharing the secret of joy today - a tiny bird made from a tree that smells like roses when it's being cut...
Peace (Advent)
And when it's all a blur, you are the hard line
In the disorder, you are the peace sign.
Advent: PEACE is the story of a turquoise doorway on a remote...
Love (Advent)
It was sweet Miss Mary from Jamaica who taught me that sign language is indeed that – a language all its own. It is not merely an accommodation or...
Hope (Advent)
The heart rests on two picture books, the glow of a candle calling out its design. It was a treasure found in Kenya on one of my latest journeys....
It was Not an Uncommon Friday.
It was not an uncommon Friday.
Crucifixion was the normal punishment of the time. It was cruel, humiliating, and served as a visible warning to all who witnessed the...
Holy Week. 10 Easter Stories.
It’s holy week. And I’m undone in a most precious way. Not precious like the face of a smiling child, but precious like diamonds chipped from coal or goal...
Holy Listening, and Hearing God.
I want to be a holy listener - to hear God reveal purpose in every moment and to welcome Him in every conversation, to embrace both the times when...
The Place Where God and Humanity Intersect
“The temple is the place where God and humanity intersected.”
This morning, the rain is falling again outside. The tender tapping on the window has been jotted down in my...
Dust and Delighting (Ash Wednesday)
I heard him quietly whisper “to dust we will return,” as the ashes were placed on my head, and I reflected on the words from my morning devotional. “You...
A Lot More like Digging (the Lenten Season)
The Lenten season has begun. Yesterday, I wrote about the thin places - where heaven and earth collide in beauty. Today, I'm sharing a most personal thing: what Lent...
A Most Pervasive Jesus and the Thin Places
Scottish lore is that there is only three feet separating heaven and earth – but there are places we find where the distance is even closer. “Thin places,” they...
Hope. Love. Joy. Peace. And Christmas.
As I write this little letter, Brad is stoking the fire in the living room. He’s got a pot of chili cooking, which heralds cold weather and something that...
