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  • prayer

    late night prayer: my singing my teaching my writing my son my daughter my husband my marriage my family my friends my body my mind my thoughts my eyes my ears my hands my actions my future my past my present my breath my enemies my struggles my victories my hope my fear my vocation…

  • Date

    Very early in the morning on a particular date and time last summer, I was praying. Praying desperately, as I remember it, for something to change, or for my perspective to change, or for something to shift within me. I was discouraged, disoriented, and without direction, and it felt like it was all crashing in.…

  • Tribe

    Binary thinking. We see it played out today in our culture, our politics, and on our television screens. It’s black and white, hot and cold, with us or against us. As I get older, I see the danger of this kind of thinking. For one, it’s inflexible and betrays a kind of arrogance, but also,…

  • True

    This week, I’ve been fortunate to be surrounded by goodness. Gatherings, messages, connection, kindness, inclusion, and gosh, I love that stuff. It’s like fuel to me to be seen and known, appreciated and valued. And more, I love doing that for others, making them feel loved and seen, and I had a good bit of…

  • Rizpah

    My devotional led me to a scripture I’ve never read, and I can’t seem to let it go. In second Samuel, we hear the story of Rizpah.  She was a concubine of Saul, and by no fault of her own, had her two sons taken from her in repayment for Saul’s bloody deeds. Along with…

  • Yet

    All my devotionals are telling me that this is a time for self-control, spine-straightening, and steadiness. No surprise then that those concepts feel to me in this season like castor oil and I’m the child who will not open her mouth. I know enough to know that my will does not always lead to contentment;…

  • Sky

    It’s been a year since I started taking pictures of the sky and posting them to an album on Facebook. I’ve taken pictures on walks, on runs, at social occasions, at funerals, sports events, and anywhere I’ve found myself. I’ve taken pictures through all four seasons, day and night, in all kinds of weather. Some…

  • panna cotta

    This year I’ve discovered a love of panna cotta. If it’s on a menu in a restaurant, I’m getting it, lemon or coffee or orange, delicate and wholesome at the same time. It’s so good, you would think it’s a hundred percent cream. (Oh, it is a hundred percent cream, you say? Pardon me while…

  • Holey

    When I was in high school, we used to put our reports into these clear plastic folders and there was a hard plastic, skinny, tube-shaped part that clipped on to the seam to secure the loose papers. I think they still have them. Anyway, the clear plastic folder always kind of stuck to itself and…

  • KIP (for Bridgewater)

    When my son was in Kindergarten in 2003, I first heard the rumblings that things were not as they should be at the Mitchell School. There were mold problems. An air conditioning system and rugs had been torn out and abandoned. In a school designed to run on that air-flow system, windows cracked open just…