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I was worried that maybe it was a little too late for this post now that spring is officially here, but given that it’s only 35 degrees outside (and windy) and that I wore my coat and hat in the house all last evening, I think we could all still...
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The Fallow Field I wonder whether the field that lies fallow for a season, envies a neighboring field’s productivity? Or whether it simply lies there resting, drinking in the warm sunshine as it is restored, grateful. I’m coming into yet another week tired and...
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Toward the end of our time together, I mentioned to my spiritual director that I was considering what kind of practice I might embrace for Lent, but didn’t really know where to begin. She grew animated and explained that Lent is a time to join Jesus in the...
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What can I say except that, as a mother of four, I spend inordinate amounts of time reading children’s books and quite often I hear God’s gentle quiet voice speaking to me through them. This keeps me convinced that God will use whatever medium...
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I first encountered Rilke in seminary. His book, Letters to a Young Poet, was required reading for a class I took on the sabbath, though the connection between the book and the topic completely eludes me at this point. The introduction...
