Your Goodness Is Running After Me

I'm making green juice these days. It's messy, because I don't have a juicer. I use my blender - a powerful machine that appeared as a Christmas gift last year - and it does a great job 'extracting' material, by which I think it means, 'pulverizing' whatever you toss upon the whirring blades of destruction. …

It Takes As Long As It Takes

Apple Maple Pie! Something felt very different about today; I sensed a pivot point of sorts - or what feels like the definitive end of a season. Or maybe it was just that it was a day filled with good things, including a new recipe for a homemade apple pie. Or perhaps it was something …

Light

Out in the yard this evening, I was up to my elbows in my new hobby; literally. First of all, there's this: I have a hobby. Referencing again Oliver Burkeman's Time Management for Mortals, It seems the concept of 'having hobbies' might be a good way to counteract the incessant demands on our attention. Granted, …

Time

I'm reading a fascinating book about time: Four Thousand Weeks by Oliver Burkeman. I love the subtitle: Time Management for Mortals. I heard Burkeman speaking with Krista Tippett earlier this year on an episode of On Being, and I was intrigued by the way he talked about time; that is, the concept of time in …

Making Space

I continue to learn more and more about what it means to make space, and what happens when I do. This is my vantage point. Something happens inside of my soul, and I don't know what it is or how it works. But I know what it's not. It's not the ritual; it's not the …

Daily Discipline

It seems it was another lifetime when I wrote here regularly, when the blog was the primary place for organizing my thoughts and feelings and finding the words to give them life. I posted photos, and the occasional comment was generally encouraging and helpful. Connections were made. So much has changed, hasn't it? It's easy …

A Confession

I crouched on a short wooden pier by the boat launch. Something shiny had caught my eye, something moving in the murky, shallow water. It was a fish. More accurately, the corpse of a fish. Dead, about 10 inches long, laying sideways on the surface of the water - but twirling and jerking in a …

Grief and Resilience

A meandering two-lane road leads to a small faith community that has come to mean much to me. I've served and led and worshiped alongside people I consider stalwart friends, mentors, and partners in life and ministry. There was a time when I traveled this road three times a week; 45 minutes each way, the …

I’m Going To Church

I want to tell you about some new developments in my life. I've been going to church. Odd statement, for one whose vocational life has been centered on church for over two decades now. I do church for a living. But that's the thing; I do church for a living. And one of the primary …

Every Minute Of Every Day You Are Answerable To Someone

Three places I have been this week, each powerfully expansive somewhere deep within my soul, in my body, connected with past and present, the now and the what-if. First: A Sunset. I traveled to North Carolina for two purposes: First, to deliver my mother into the arms of her sister, who she hadn't seen since …