Lent Is For the Birds
Winter is truly here with a respectable -22 C morning. The snow is crunchy and crystalline, and the river shivers under its growing skin. Life stirs house by ho...
Category: a life of prayer
afternoon prayer :: abiding joy
There’s an intrinsic connection between abiding in the true Vine and true Joy (John 15). If I’m feeling my joy waning as the day wears on, it’s a sign I need to...
noon prayer :: beyond counting blessings
The day is at its peak, but I’m lagging in the valley. It’s an effort to look up, to engage my mind in blessing counting of any kind, and yet I know...
The Rhythm of Sunday
Sunday – the first day of the week. The seven-fold rhythm, set from the beginning, now begins with a resurrection, with worship, and rest. His finished wo...
morning prayer :: for a groggy day
I lift my eyes to the Ebenezer hills, thankful for small mercies after a sleepless night. The sun is here to warm and cheer, and I give my tired praise, even as...