“Receiving a new name is a common theme in the Bible, a name that always seems to match the new role. I have to wonder about the yin-yang of that. Does the name come from who we are to begin with, personality-wise, or is it something to hold up as an icon for inspiration? Or is it a little of both? “
As if any day could be ordinary.
“As if time were as green and long as
the season after Pentecost,
as it glissandos like a penny whistle
toward late November.”
“My thoughts and awareness return to Grace Cathedral. I focus on the lights. All beautifully unique, shining brightly, like hands reaching to God.”
Why I go to the Water Hello, water at my feet. Hello, you who brings forth life and cradles the duck and heron and reflects
“Let’s explore how we, as people of faith, can join those who are not only moving from languishing to flourishing… but also discover a much more vital faith.”
“The will of God is Love. The will of God is love, a love that crosses boundaries and stretches the limits of our definitions and expectations. It opens us up, makes us feel joy and peace and all the other gifts of right relationship with the Holy.”
“I seem to dream more these days than I have for years; Lord only knows why. I went for years without dreaming or remembering dreams. Maybe getting older has something to do with the resurgence of dreaming.”
“The esoteric questions are more difficult to satisfy. Regardless, I try, and respond with answers I hope the Holy Spirit put into my mouth. It is heartbreaking, frustrating, repetitively mind-numbing. Each time I lose another, small piece of him it is a living, daily grief.”
“Mrs. Gibson embodied grace, generosity, and endurance. She had to. And so did so many of the people who refused to be driven out of Greenwood, either in the 1920s or the 1970s. Her faith, her grace, and her dignity helped us all to aspire for lives that would lift us up and widen her horizons.”
“As I climbed higher and higher along the rocky path – with very few plants and certainly no trees marking the way – I walked deeper into solitude, step by step. I was alone; nobody else was hiking the trail that day. Nobody, that is, except for one man.”