faith

  • Float

    Float

    I have a new spiritual discipline, and it is called “Real Housewives of NYC.” I’ve been spending a bit more time with Bethenny and the girls, as well as the cast of “Nobodies”, and Vivian Howard, from “A Chef’s Life.” Time spent in front of the television has been a semi-purposeful spiritual practice for me…

  • Oceans

    Oceans

    I am almost afraid to tell this story. It’s a story of promises fulfilled and prayers answered, but mostly it’s a story about the nature of life and the nature of God. Life is unpredictable; it bends and moves in twists and circles, yet, through it all, God is steadfast. Something I know now for…

  • Meribah

    Meribah

    In psalm 81, I read about how God rescues. He says, “You called in trouble, and I delivered you; I answered you in the secret place of thunder: I proved you at the waters of Meribah.” And since I was in the market for rescue, it made me wonder, just what happened at Meribah anyway?…

  • Not the Farmer

    Not the Farmer

    I caught myself taking back the things I had given to God to take care of for me, and then I remembered the Farmer. A few days ago, I wrote about how a sweet farmer washing new eggs in the back of a farm store came to represent God for me, how this kind, gentle…

  • Eggs

    Eggs

    I went to our local farm store early this morning to drop something off, and there was just one person there, taking care of the one crop they still bring in every morning, even in March: eggs. The farmer was taking great care to wash the eggs, one by one, and line them up on…

  • Will

    Will

    It was a repeat mammogram appointment, and as the ultrasound technician wordlessly went over and over the same spot on my right breast, I was getting worried. After probably seven minutes of looking at the same piece of ceiling tile, I inhaled and exhaled audibly, and the tech asked if I was okay. “I’m fine,”…

  • Romans 8:28

    Romans 8:28

    When we were little, we lived on the third floor of a triple-decker on Elmer Road in Dorchester. My mother told the story of one day up there with us: a four-year old, three-year old me, and our six-month old baby sister. Mom had gotten the groceries and three children up the three flights of…

  • Hands

    When Martha and Mary lost their brother, Lazarus, and heard that Jesus was on the way to see them, they had two very different reactions. Martha went out to meet Him, while Mary remained sitting in the house. This is no surprise. After all, Martha is the sister who cooked, cleaned, and prepared everything when…

  • Mud

    I am driving my priest friend crazy. I come to him with the things I need fixed and I ask why God won’t fix them, and he comes back with the whole “free will” thing, and I wonder why in the world I am even praying, and say I need an all-powerful God, and my…

  • Savasana

    I woke up from a bone-chilling nightmare and got ready for a morning yoga class. Still shaking from the all too real dream, it was impossible to leave all of my thoughts outside the room, as our instructor had suggested. I carried that thing with me through warm-ups, sun salutations, warrior poses, triangles, and spinal…