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Being Here, Being There, Being Everywhere

Being Here, Being There, Being Everywhere

This morning, I was tempted as I remembered the days when birthdays shared were about family celebrations in special places with special meals, and about being made to just feel special. This morning, I was tempted to go back and read an old Blog post I had written...
For Our Mothers Who are In Heaven

For Our Mothers Who are In Heaven

At the hem of Christ’s cloak you wept. At the foot of Christ’s glory you bowed. At the center of centuries you stood, one with the resurrected One, who with two scarred hands, wiped away your tears. For you were convinced that neither death nor life…nor anything else...
Sharing the Homeward Bound Series

Sharing the Homeward Bound Series

~turning hearts toward the hope of eternity I’m a little late sharing this story that was published for Holy Week, but I’m very grateful to Jennifer Wier for including me in her HOMEWARD BOUND series. I’d feel remiss if I didn’t, plus it’s also really nice to connect...
My Jesus

My Jesus

He is like the trillium catching me by surprise in the woods, the milky white of the stars spilling across the sky, the flash of red in a forest of umbers and olives, the flames of glory in the setting sun. He is more than I ever hoped for and far exceeds what I...
When Overcome By the One Who Became

When Overcome By the One Who Became

I have come from one place, arrived here, and am now in-between here and the place I am going. I wait in my favorite room facing north with a beautiful view, all yellow and blue like Van Gogh’s Starry Night. This artist trusted his life’s work and was not led...
White Air

White Air

A song through the wind to my ears. Robin withdraws from spatting sparrows to tiptoe through white air. Wordless, sparks in mist, crystal airwaves of the morning sky land on my hood. I sense your presence, unseen and formless. Or is it here I see you? Low branches,...

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