Goodnight House: The Weeds Among the Wheat
I recently helped clean out my childhood home. It was both bittersweet and healing as I walked through the empty rooms with only clutter remaining. My dad, at 91, finally moved into assisted living. With a sense of relief and gratitude from all ten of his children, he has surrendered to the care of others while he holds on to what independence he can. I have to believe that being cared for can offer him healing, too.
The Wilderness, the Quiet and God’s Voice
In 1 Kings we read about the Prophet Elijah at a cave on Mt. Horeb. His life had been threatened and he was at the end of his rope. He felt the unrelenting, fierce wind, then an earthquake and finally fire. Then, unexpectedly, Elijah hears “a sound of minute stillness,” the tiny whispering of a light breeze…
Barbie, Discernment & Synodality
Painfully and joyfully, because life encounters both, Barbie discovers that her real purpose is not so clear nor is it perfect. This leads to a revelation that things must change in order for us to grow.