The end of the story is that God’s love wins. Christ will return and God’s love wins. We begin there…with that promise. We don’t know when it will happen, but we do know what will happen—Christ will return, and God’s love will win. So we live in expectation and anticipation… Continue reading
The drive from my mom’s house to the memory care unit where my dad lives is becoming familiar. Past the thrift store I keep meaning to stop in to browse. Around the corner and up the hill, and then right at the light by the rehab center. When my parents moved… 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
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
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
When I have those “sighs too deep for words” days, I find myself going back to songs in Swahili that are so deep in my heart they hold me steady when the world is spinning. It’s been one of those weeks. Thanks to the internet, it’s easier to find the… Continue reading
I went Christmas carolling recently. Instead of only singing verses 1 and 2 of carols, the leader passed out song books and we sang all the verses of each carol. The combination of memories, connections, references, and experiences that wove together in my heart and mind as we walked the… Continue reading