Here at Communicating Across Boundaries we’ve done a pretty good job of avoiding the massive elephant (and the donkey) in the room. Both Marilyn and I, although this was not planned or discussed, have largely avoided politics in our writing this election season. I’m not sure what Marilyn’s reasons are but mine have been deep … Continue reading The (Political) Work of Forgiveness
I have to admit I’m really struggling this week. I’m angry at some recent news from an organization close to my heart. I’m disgusted by the political situation in the country where I live. I’m horrified by the people that excuse sexual indecency and the language of predatory sexual assault. I’m embarrassed by those Christians … Continue reading The Welcome Prayer
Ronald Rohlheiser, in his book, Sacred Fire, addressed especially to older pursuers of the faith has a short section entitled, “Be Wide in Your Embrace.” We are constantly being overwhelmed by otherness. Nothing is safe for long. More than any previous generation, we are being stretched beyond what is familiar. Often that is painful and … Continue reading Widening Our Embrace
Dear Robynn, I enjoyed your "Friday's with Robynn" post (A Hidden Pearl. January 29,2016). It really resonated with me, so thank you for posting it. It was very thought provoking for me. Earlier this year I experienced a very similar feeling to the one you had having returned from Thailand. My friends and I arrived … Continue reading A Short Correspondence on the Issue of Feeling Trapped
when Jesus proclaimed, “This is my body, broken for you,” it makes me wonder if in some sense Jesus himself had to come to grips with his own body and its impending brokenness. He was about to endure the profound breaking of his own body. He leans into it and he accepts it. That has implications for me accepting my own body and my own brokenness.
Love is willing to step into the places that feel uncertain, awkward, and vulnerable for the great cause of unity and reconciliation.
When my husband was little, his mom looked at her boys (four at the time) and said: "Pick your cake and stick with it!" So each of them picked a favorite cake and every year, that was the cake they had on their birthdays. It was a wise move for a woman who had four boys … Continue reading We can Celebrate!
One of the sweet daily habits of our marriage is that Lowell makes the bed. When we first got married and he was still dew eyed and love drunk he asked me what the one household task that I least liked was. I didn’t hesitate. I hate making the bed. I love a made bed … Continue reading Hospitable Me
"I've always been a good girl." I couldn't help overhearing the woman at the table next to me. I was sitting outside at a coffee shop. Sound carries, and though I had no intention of eavesdropping, the phrase stuck with me. Her voice shook slightly and I could hear the angst. I thought about all … Continue reading “I’ve Always Been a Good Girl”
Last Thursday, a car ran over two pedestrians just outside my office. It was in the center of one of the busiest tourist areas of the city. The car was on top of the victims as the driver ran off into the crowds. Several people helped to lift the car off the victims and they were … Continue reading Hit and Run
I find it impossibly difficult to return to writing after summer time. It’s so maddening. I finally have the space and the quiet I need to write and … nothing. Brick walls. Dead ends. The words refuse to come. I have nothing to say. I have nothing more to write about. Perhaps you haven’t noticed, … Continue reading Live Slowly; Enter in Gently
"What is true is that the world has always been this way, people have always been this way, grace always bats last, it just does--and finally, when all is said and done, and the dust settles, which it does, Love is sovereign here." Anne Lamott on Facebook It's been a hot, dry summer. Though I … Continue reading Eyes to See
Note: I wrote this piece four years ago, right after my fifth child graduated from high school. Before this past weekend, I felt exactly like this post. Then came the weekend and the gift of rest, the gift of peace. So I'm not in the same place right now. But perhaps some of you are … Continue reading A House of Cards
Frustrated, I stood outside a movie theatre. I had two extra tickets to a show, completely free, no strings attached. Two tickets on opening weekend of a show everyone was talking about - everyone wanted to see it. My daughter's two friends had been unable to attend, so rather than let the tickets go unused, we found … Continue reading Simply Grace
I was in the middle of writing a blog post when Lowell showed me this section in Brene Brown's book Daring Greatly. The quote shot straight to a deep place in my soul. Brown had identified and articulated so clearly the struggle I was trying to capture in the post I was agonizing over. I'm abandoning … Continue reading Belonging & Fitting In
School is about to get out here in Kansas. For many moms that’s a sweet joy. They anticipate leisurely time with their children, afternoons at the pool, evenings in the park. For the rest of us summer is a stir-fry of a wide range of emotions. We feel joy, panic, loss of routine, guilt, anticipation, … Continue reading Summer Survival Tips– Part II
There are sometimes few words to describe spiritual struggles. The words seem trite and small compared to how real the struggle feels. So we are left wordless and longing, wishing that somehow, someway, the struggle could be over and our faith repackaged, reconstructed into something we understand. But if we understood it, would it be too … Continue reading “I Will Not Let You Go Unless You Bless Me!”
My heart’s been in a bit of a dither. I’ve had a strange week. Last Friday afternoon was a tad unsettling. I was a part of a conversation that misfired. We couldn’t seem to connect. I kept misunderstanding her and I could tell that caused frustration. Saturday I felt keenly my foreignness. Kansas was … Continue reading Surprised by Spring