Innisfree, 1950s One of the treasures of the Colorado cabin is a log that was started by our parents to record the activities of each...

I don’t remember when I first fell in love with the wildflower called Shooting Star (Primula sect. Dodecatheon). Back in the late 70s, my...

"For everything there is a season." -Ecclesiastes 3:1, NRSV I'm excited to announce that I'll be retiring from The Upper Room at the end...

This year, may we be kind. May we be brave. May we be resilient. May we listen More than we talk. May we give More than we take. May we...

As we look back on the past year and forward to the new, I'm grateful for all of you -- those I have met and those I haveyet to meet. As...

Thirty five years ago today - December 1, 1986 - I started my dream job at The Upper Room. And, thirty five years later, I am still...

Picture of an Advent wreath It's about time to order your Advent candles and choose your Advent spiritual practices. I offer several...

Who can pass it by? A tree loaded with fresh fruit. Poor Eve. Not a chance.

Let the noises fall away The chaos and clatter in my ears my brain my heart All this hubbub in my mind This turmoil in my spirit Let it...

When I wake up in the middle of the night Weighed down by news of illness, hate or war Let my worries be prayer That beloved one in the...

We are invited simply to be with God. ... Crawling up in the lap of Love, resting our head against Love’s breast, and taking comfort in...

"I never aspired to write a book for the Lenten season. I have always been so much more attracted to the softness of the season of...

I brought home my last load from the office on Wednesday and am starting to unpack and get things situated here at home. Plastic Jesus is...

So many people have lost so much this year. I've been fortunate in many ways. I have kept my job. I've not lost any friends or family to...

We may be traveling in the wilderness, but we are not alone. We travel together, holding this sacred space for one another. And the Spiri...

There is this part of me That, if it were not For the singing of the Wood Thrush, Would feel so hopeless. There is this part of me That,...

One week ago today, we picked you up from your birthplace. We met the humans who brought you into this world. We met your mom (Shannon),...

We drove east out of Nashville On a pilgrimage to pick up JJ. ("JJ," "Junior," "Jack, Jr.") As we traveled, A rainbow hung in the sky above us. Mile after mile after mile, We watched it curve through the sky. What a joyful sign! From you, dear Jack? And then, a double rainbow ... And we knew that your spirit was traveling with us. You ... And all the company of furry, winged saints Were singing a blessing for the tiny pup Joining our family. Bless this new life. Bless this fa

When life has slowed, And days run into days run into days I count my time in dog walks and cups of coffee. I watch the plants, Reaching...

I walked a labyrinth On a hill By a lake Step by step I walked the path The journey uphill And down Every step Closer to the center Every...