These summer days
How can so much living be stuffed into the days of summer? I am a suitcase bursting at the seams, a well overflowing, a garden escaping the chicken wire bounds....
Category: grace
Summer and the Givenness of Grace
It’s been internet ages (aka almost three weeks) since I’ve posted anything! What ever happened to the end of June? What happened to my month of prayer? W...
The Grace of the Weighty Word
I am startled by the Scripture readings for December 1st and 2nd in Common Prayer.* Isaiah 1:1-20. A hard word, a weighty word, heavy with the justice of G...
The east window: how we begin
Enough! Too long! Child get the cloth! Quick to the east window, and wipe down the glass! Enough! Enough dust and smudges and squashed fly remains, enough squin...
First Snow and the Grace of Morning
I am wakened in the grey light by her whisper. “Mom, I need to show you something. Something that happened outside in the night. It’s not what you expected.” My...