I can still see the stretch of sidewalk, bathed in sunlight with dandelions poking through the cracks. I hear the grownups behind me, spilling out of the church onto the front lawn, catching up on the week’s events after giving the preacher a firm handshake at the door. I hear the laughter of little … More Hope Like a Question Mark
Today is one of those West Texas days that makes me grit my teeth… Mostly because I’m getting grit in my teeth. If you didn’t know better, it might look foggy outside. But it’s not a fine mist hanging in the air; it’s a fine dust. Hot, windy and dry… Days like this blow trash … More Weeds and Wildflowers
“Life keeps leading to more life,” Rumi said. And I know it’s true even as I keep frantically grasping for something solid to hold onto. These children, growing up before my eyes. These grandparents, growing old before my eyes. These moments are like silvery fish in a mountain creek, impossible to grasp but made more … More More Life
Last year Ash Wednesday fell on Valentine’s Day, and the day was marked by a school shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida. I wrote this reflection the next day… or maybe late that night. I wanted to share it again because it still rings true to me on this Ash Wednesday … More The Only Way Through
“For this is what the Sovereign Lord says: I myself will search and find my sheep. I will be like a shepherd looking for his scattered flock. I will find my sheep and rescue them from all the places where they were scattered on that dark and cloudy day. I will bring them back home … More Snow Globes and Dirty Sheep
I woke up this Thanksgiving morning thinking about something I saw when I went to visit the refugee camps with Partners Relief and Development last month. Something I never expected to see. Kites. I expected to see a lot of things. I expected to see deprivation, despair, despondency. And I did. I expected to see … More Thanksgiving: Like Kites in a Refugee Camp
