When You’re Drowning in Words
The overwhelm is real–create anyway.
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Finding My Name~an Easter Week Story
When my mother was taken by cancer at the age of 55 and I was 33, there was no estate to divide, no money to deposit, no silver to share. After she was gone, I wasn’t saddened by the loss of anything tangible like an inheritance, but because there were questions I would never have answers…
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We Were Made for Connection
Last week I wrote about #loveinthetimeofthecorona–illuminating what or how we can embody love in the world in these very challenging times, especially as believers in Jesus. (And? Did you know, #loveinthetimeofthecorona is actually a hashtag on Instagram and Twitter. If you are on either of those social media platforms, type in the hashtag and be…
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When Music Breaks Your Heart {open}
Several years ago I was glancing out the window in my study when a Facebook message popped up with a link to Gabriel’s Oboe, a composition by Ennio Morricone from The Mission movie soundtrack. I’d seen the film years before but did not remember this particular piece. It is simple strings and gentle notes from…
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How to Lent-Spiritual Practice for the Rest of Us
The city of New Orleans has a singular reputation for laissez les bon temps rouler (“let the good times roll”) no matter what time of year. During Mardi Gras, though, the celebrations take on an over-the-top frenzy that is hard to match. We lived in New Orleans in the 1970’s and saw this dress-up carnival…
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Female Faith Poet-Phillis Wheatley
Several years ago in a biography of preacher and evangelist Jonathan Edwards, I read about slave poet Phillis Wheatley (1753-1784). Wheatley wrote an elegy for George Whitefield, one of Jonathan Edwards’ dear friends, therefore her mention in Edwards’ biography. Whitefield and Edwards were pillars of the Great Awakening that swept the world from England to…
