The travelers walked in the door, hot and dusty after hours on dirt roads. Mom always found room at the table, one built for her by Dad, big enough to welcome at least a dozen guests. She added another vegetable, salad, bread— done! There was always enough. Then, grown up, it was my turn. IContinue reading “Open Home”
Category Archives: spiritual formation
Thankful for Thanksgiving
simple pleasures precious treasures etched into the picture gallery of my nomad soul so often elsewhere but now savoring this moment soaking up laughter the fun of spontaneous puns and crazy card games twenty-two cards in my hand while the child on my lap tells the table what I hold and we play anyway truthContinue reading “Thankful for Thanksgiving”
A Confluence of Soulmates
We believe, she and I, so streams of living water flow from within and mingle in profuse display: splash of sympathy, sparkle of delight, mellow liquid comfort. Spirit meets Spirit and waterfalls rush to embrace, clarity leaping with grace to wash over souls and leave us limpid, rippling, blessed. The gift of a friend whoContinue reading “A Confluence of Soulmates”
Contemplation: Your Love Calls
If you did not love us we would not exist. If you did not woo us we’d not come to you. If you did not call us, we’d never find you. So yes: you do love us! You woo us with singing, your voice whipping through every blast, each storm, to draw us so closeContinue reading “Contemplation: Your Love Calls”
Clean up the Mess!
Deep inside the parched brown grass doves hop expectantly. Here and there they find their treasure: some crawling thing, breakfast. But the allure of their dining room is trashed: plastic bags, black or white, dusted dull with filth, blown in by the wind. A soul gets trashed like that as well: accumulated garbage gleaned fromContinue reading “Clean up the Mess!”
Firmly Plugged In
this body composed of mass and energy (some intrinsic, some renewable) is a powerhouse limited it also houses spirit breath of life infused by God and joined to body to make me when I attach to him his power charges me body and soul with divine energy with intimations of Eden with power to actContinue reading “Firmly Plugged In”
Resting on the Rock
My Lord, my Friend, my God, you are my solid Rock. All around, beyond your contours, the land is full of thorns and thistles, wasteland where the snakes hide out waiting for prey. But on this granite refuge, sparkling with these tiny glints of mica and underlined with flint, I stand in peace. A treeContinue reading “Resting on the Rock”
Hang in There!
Hang in there: spin your web, that intricate weaving of who you are. Wait there in the interval between up and down, swaying in the wind, hanging on by threads that hold you in place. Do what I made you to do— be what I made you to be. Rest there in the caresses ofContinue reading “Hang in There!”
Learning to Discern
if He comes in darkness a potent presence out of sight I’ll learn new ways of knowing grow sensors that can find him learn trust like a baby and find out He’s light in the dark if He comes in mystery with hints of holy secrets I can’t bear I will learn to listen studyContinue reading “Learning to Discern”
Grateful!
thank you is the flip side of fear its antidote unutterable thanks bubbling over wow! wow! wow! grace welling indwelling dispelling fear—it flees in the face of gratitude You know that feeling: the joy that comes when something longed for, waited for, despaired of, suddenly shows up! You were afraid that it would never happen.Continue reading “Grateful!”
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