Photo by Marian Kroell on Unsplash “But sometimes we actually need our world to be shaken up. It can be part of what saves us.” Michael T. McRay Disruption. I recoil from the experience of it. In the interest of transparency, I confess that I avoid it like the plague. On purpose, I wake up…
Tag: God
Who Does He Say I Am?
Just a few weeks into a new relationship with my chosen word for 2021, co·op·er·a·tion (which I wrote about in my last post here), I guess you could say we are still in the “honeymoon phase”, the two of us. More specifically, my connection with cooperation centers around the concept of working with Divine Grace…
Everything, This is Gonna Change Everything
No doubt this past year has been unprecedented in countless ways, not the least being it is just plain ol’ strange. As one who works in church ministry, whose daily tasks and overall flow of life center around the liturgical year, I should be gearing up for Lent, but some time since the beginning of…
Be Still and Know I Am
Be still and know I am. Today I began the last day of this complicated year with a walk through the snowy forest at dawn. The mantra running through my head on a loop was “Be still and know I am.” There is so much to unpack from this year that we will probably be…
He Had Been Made Known to Them in the Breaking
The Road to Emmaus is a story contained in the Gospel of Luke that takes place just three days after the Resurrection of Jesus. Two followers of Christ are traveling to Emmaus from Jerusalem. They are discussing all that had taken place, from Jesus being handed over to the chief priests, His condemnation to death,…
My Lenten Journey as Re-imagined by God
It amazes me how I keep having to learn the same lessons over and over and over again. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever grow into an interior space where harsh words spoken by a loved one don’t wreck my inner peace within the short span of a few insensitively muttered syllables. This not infrequent…
An Abundance of Life Shrouded by the Dormancy of Winter
Although I may live in one of the tiniest houses in my suburban Chicago town, the best part about it is its location. What I didn’t realize or really even notice when my husband and I planted roots in our neighborhood sixteen years ago, just a mere two blocks away there exists an 19th century…
When What We Consume Consumes Us
Aday or two before the dreaded time change back in the beginning of November, I threw out a few questions to my Facebook friends in regards to how to face the dreaded darkness that was about to descend upon us: What are your most successful coping strategies for adjusting and thriving? Or even just surviving?…
Where the Eucharist of the Ordinary Happens
A beautiful thought from the late, great Irish poet and theologian John O’Donohue:
Light Waiting to be Found in the Shade of the Forest
After a week of some seriously formidable heat which forced all attempts at exercise to be done inside the confines of an air conditioned sweat box called “the gym”, this morning’s 70 degree temps, coupled with low humidity was a much welcomed invitation to return to nature. These past days have also been filled with…
EYES WIDE OPEN 