I was already a world-class worrier long before the current crises we face ... before the Coronavirus ... before the tornados hit my...

The chime sounded to begin an hour of silence. I started walking up the road, Trying to find silence in my churned-up monkey brain. Step,...

Loving God, you are our peace; prepare our hearts for your coming. Forge the swords of bitterness into plows of blessing; till the soil...

Three deer, a blue heron, the call of a pileated woodpecker Welcome me home. The wind in the leaves, the ripples on the lake, the silence...

I woke up this morning to a world without you. You were my bright morning star and confidante. Cheerleader and librarian. Theologian and...

I have the honor to serve as worship leader for our Upper Room Two-Year Academy for Spiritual Formation retreat in Alabama. I plan and...

Be here. Now. In this place. Breathe in presence. Breathe out distraction. Listen deeply to Others, Self, Spirit. This is Holy Ground.

I hear the sound of breaking hearts. Tender, young hearts, open and hopeful, Facing betrayal from the church which formed them. Scarred,...

Loving God, Guard our hearts. Pray this prayer for those whose hearts are open, innocent, hopeful, vulnerable. As you inhale, pray...

By the rivers of Babylon -- there we sat down and there we wept when we remembered Zion. On the willows there we hung up our harps. For...

It was you who formed my inward parts; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. -...

A few days ago I held a baby in my arms. I felt my heart shaped and molded into a vessel of love and compassion. I imagined the birth of...

I've loved Advent as long as I can remember. And running across this photo of me, face to face with the Nativity set let me see the gift...

I'm sitting here reading about the world's latest craziness. (What is going to happen next?!?) And I'm wondering where those the nice...

Count down The days One by one. Each day holds One thing To remember. Each day Whispers, "Love." This Advent piece was made by Nashville...

Last night I dreamed of Jack. He was lost, but I knew he had Crossed the road And gone into the woods. I walked into the forest And climbed to the top of a pine tree. There was a nest there, Rocking like a cradle In the gentle breeze. The trees showed me the nest And told me he was safe, Gently rocked, Held close. When I got back to the ground I could see, far off, a circle of dancing women. White flowing dresses, Radiant warm light bathing them from above, Their arms swayed

O God, you are my God, I seek you, my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water....

The writings of Henri Nouwen have been filling my meditation and challenging me to consider how we can spiritually survive our journey...

Death, We come into this world With you on the horizon. Sometimes you are close. Sometimes you are so far away that we cannot see you....

Today we celebrate the feast day of St. Colmcille, the Irish monk who lived and walked in Ireland and then went across the sea and...