I just gotta say…I’m not a fan. It’s not personal and I’m trying not to be too judgmental because I know you have a role and a purpose. But I’m not a fan in this moment. I was doing okay–well, even. I felt like I was finally settling in to… Continue reading
Maybe [Jesus] felt the pressure of his mom’s faith. Maybe he struggled to trust his dad’s love for him. Maybe he was burdened by the expectation that he was supposed to be the one to bring a word of hope to those who were suffering. Maybe some days he just… Continue reading
When life feels scattered and ungrounded, what are the core practices that help you restore order and strength? For some it’s focusing on breathing through meditation or yoga. For some it’s processing through journaling or talking with friends. For some it’s resetting your body through exercise. For me, I know… Continue reading
This is all coming up now because I’m finally in a place where the external chaos is fairly non-existent and these folks around me are challenging my core assumptions about myself and about relationships. So the cries for help from the inner me…the ME that has been buried underneath all… Continue reading
I am coming to a different kind of appreciation about the importance of identifying the ground on which you live and work. It’s about identity. It’s about tradition. It’s about community. It’s about justice and reconciliation. It’s about holding the past and the present together. This reflection was shared at the 2023 Florida/Bahamas Synod Synodical… Continue reading
I’m still replaying scenes of gathering with siblings and being humbled by the presence of family and friends who made the trip to be with us in Florida and stood in a circle as we placed the cremains in the columbarium and sang “God be with you ’til we meet… Continue reading
This was the morning I waited for all year. All the wishing, the listing, the dreaming, the hoping…all of it led to this morning. On any other morning it was the KA-KAW of the ibis bird flying over the Mt. Elgon plain outside my window that woke me up. On… Continue reading
They say it helps to tell the storyTo get it out and lay it bareThey say it helps to talk about itTo find a safe environment to share. So I’ve been thinking about my storyAnd about what I would sayI’ve been thinking about those memoriesThat for so long have been… Continue reading
Car trip games are a necessity with 5 kids and no electronics, I suppose. We spent lots of time in the car growing up; and before the days of Walkmans and Game Boys, my parents had to find ways to keep our fidgeting and poking at one another to a… Continue reading
I was not radical. I was not passionate. I was not convicted. I wanted so badly to be inspired by women whose stories would then form and inform mine. I just want to say, Anne, that yours has been one of those stories. from “Diaconal Ministry: Anne Keffer,” an interview… Continue reading