Early mornings are the best. Those dawn hours when the sun has broken over the horizon but the world is still sleeping; the hours of slow wake-up, sounds of birds breaking the silence of night. It is early morning and right now it is easy for me to believe that someday this will all be redeemed. … Continue reading Until Then….
It is Monday morning and I walk through weekend trash to get to work. The tourists are either long gone, or still asleep in hotel rooms; the homeless are just waking in doorways and shelters across the city. As I walk, I think about my friend whose father died last Thursday. The news came late … Continue reading Monday Morning: Wake up & Remember What is Real
A beautiful article in the Boston Globe today tells the story of a woman who is dying. She invited her friends over for a luncheon, a chance to celebrate while she still had life. One of the friends verbalized her feelings of awkwardness and helplessness in the face of her friend's suffering. As she did … Continue reading “Just Your Presence”
Sometimes no matter how much you drink, you're still dry and thirsty. In faith you keep drinking, knowing that one day the season will pass.
Last night I went to an Iftar celebration. It was sponsored by the Greater Boston Muslim Health Initiative - a group that periodically meets to focus on specific health needs of the Muslim community in the area. It was an eclectic group of people, each of us with strengths in different areas, community members and … Continue reading You’ve Got to be Carefully Taught
"Home is a human place. Instinctively, each of us, male and female, knows the sound of its welcome - and the joy of our possible return. Readers - Today I am at A Life Overseas talking with Jen Pollock Michel about her newly released book Keeping Place - Reflections on the Meaning of Home. Will … Continue reading A Life Overseas – On Home and Keeping Place
I awake with that Holy Ache. If there is any time I feel this acutely it's on Monday mornings, where I try to move between a resurrection Sunday and the real-world Monday. Where I move from the weekend rest and peace, to the week day chaos and problems. We who are human know this Holy … Continue reading That Holy Ache
Yesterday was Good Friday, a day when all of Christendom takes a moment to stop and pause at the memory of sacrificial love. But what happens between Good Friday and Easter Sunday? What happens to us on the days between tragedy and healing? What transpires when the crisis is over, but the end is not … Continue reading Holy Saturday
I wrote this years ago for a dark spring day. It seems appropriate again. Truth be told, my Christ candle has been burning every day since January 20. The candle has been a faithful reminder this Lenten season too. Advent is the season of waiting for the Christ. It’s typically celebrated during the month of … Continue reading Lenten Journey: The Christ Candle
Over my personal church history, I wasn’t really exposed to Lent as a practice. As a young girl we attended a Baptist church, and later I went to an interdenominational boarding school and a Bible college of the same variety. There was a brief season at St John’s Shaughnessy, an Anglican church in Vancouver, before … Continue reading Lenten Journey: A Lenten Vent
We invite you to follow along with Marilyn and Robynn, both grace-desperate Christ followers-- one a newly welcomed Orthodox the other a patchwork Protestant-- on their Lenten journey. This is the first in this honestly human series. Lowell and I, together with some friends, attended the evening Lenten Service at St Paul’s Episcopal church … Continue reading “Pardon Our Dust”
I've worked for hours on a piece that isn't ready yet.... I'm trying to wrangle some of my heart's response to the past couple of weeks into words. It hasn't gone smoothly. So until I get it done I give you this piece I wrote in November 2015. The situations have changed. Perhaps the fear … Continue reading When Your Fear Goes Through the Roof–A Repost
When I was a kid there was a prayer we prayed every time we set out on a trip, which was often. My childhood was marked by travel and transition so you can know that we prayed this prayer frequently. Every trip was prefaced with a prayer that included a little request for “traveling mercies”. … Continue reading Traveling Mercies
I speak up for refugees, immigrants, and Muslims on this blog. It's right that I do so. I see, read, and hear fear about all of these groups from a variety of people. But today, I am speaking up for those from my own faith tradition who face persecution: Christians. An organization called Open Doors … Continue reading Persecution of Christians: Real and Stable
I lay on my back in a sterile room, a fancy xray machine above and around me. I am with complete strangers, entrusting myself to their care and expertise. The burgundy hospital gown I wear is a shapeless piece of cloth, fashioned not for beauty but for practicality. I am alone and I feel vulnerable. … Continue reading Loneliness and the Jesus Prayer
A couple of years ago, there was a show on television called Rehab Addict. It's not what you may think from the title. It's about a woman who takes old, dilapidated houses and rehabilitates them, makes them fresh and beautiful, ready to be lived in again. In her words, she is "addicted to rehab," the … Continue reading 2017 – Making All Things New
A Psalm for 2016 by Robynn (Based on Psalm 136 and written at Sister Irene Nowell’s suggestion) 2016 has been a difficult year. The entire globe can testify to this. War, terrorist attacks, the zika virus, political chaos, hacking and doping. Social contracts, that we’ve assumed to be universal, have been shredded. Nothing feels safe or … Continue reading A Psalm for 2016
Is God's protection realized, not through isolation, but through exposure? We had been in Cairo only 2 weeks when our son Joel slipped and hit his head on the sharp edge of a bed. He sustained an open cut right above his eye. With Joel screaming and bleeding profusely, we somehow made our way to the … Continue reading Isolation or Exposure?