“Hope” is the thing with feathers -That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all”

—Emily Dickinson

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  • By Our Side

      Where are you going?We ask ourselves.We ask the same of Jesus.Shall we skip the road with Him, dare ourselves, and walk with pebbles in our shoes? Call the pebble, "dare." How about it? What is the new road? Where… Continue reading

  • What is Real?

    We have raised a generation on "reality" TV who believe that it somehow, actually represents reality. Some, young and old, have bought the notion that meanness, pettiness, ruthlessness, narcissism, lack of civility, and vindictiveness are norms for human communities to… Continue reading

  • Do I worry? I confess that I fret. I get in a hurry … to worry …

    In the hurry to worry I get nothing done, Continue reading

  • The Tantalizing Tease – Jesus, A Loud Woman, and a Big Faith

    Jean Colombe (1430-1493)   Then Jesus went thence, and departed into the coasts of Tyre and Sidon. And, behold, a woman of Canaan came out of the same coasts, and cried unto him, saying, Have mercy on me, O Lord,… Continue reading

  • Loving God and Hating Evil

    We get angry and then we get to choose what will become of our anger. Will we let God shape it into a force of loving defiance of the evil?  Will we let it reinforce our courage and resolve? Will… Continue reading

  • When the Land Mourns, Do We?

    " … the land mourns …" I often drive around my city. Often, I mourn. I see all of this and more. God, please don't stop breaking my heart for the cities. Keep me tender and wounded within for the… Continue reading

  • Shine, Rising Sun!

      Shine, rising sun upon these steps I take.It is a dark world this morning, but it is morning.Early, comes morning and only hopeful people venture forth.The world is dark. Is it?Then why is it that I see the road… Continue reading

  • A Prayer from Distractable Me

    Father … I am a "dis-tractable" soul. You know that and I know that and I am amazed how You have accommodated that in me and taught me to manage within the margins of my "dis-tractability" to find a tract… Continue reading

  • Our Dwelling Place

    Life is a process. Real life is no shallow exercise of mundane motions, but an interwoven tapestry of threads that journey through, across, and deep within the relationships of many threads and weaves until a unity emerges. Here is Psalm… Continue reading

  • Theotokos

      "Theotokos" means "God-bearer."  Rachmaninov composed it as a tribute to Mary, who bore the Son of God and in whom God was incarnate, appealing to her prayers on our behalf. That being said, are you not a God-bearer in… Continue reading