legacy

Here's to the wrinkled hands firmly holding each other in front of empty pews. Here's to the recreating of wedding pictures taken so many years ago, same couple, same pastor. Boutineer on her wrist, laughter in his eyes. Here's to the eagerness to share the joys and sorrows, the willingness to be honest over coffee …

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arise

Arise and shine, for your light has come...  This week the excitement of Easter became almost unbearable, so we drove down the canyon and broke branches off the blossom burdened trees. Played that one song too many times and sat on the front steps of the only store to enjoy the sticky cold of the pop …

unpacked

I often start with the blog post title, a type of thesis for my jumbled thoughts. Today I challenge myself start with the last sentence, what do I want you (thank you reader) to walk away with. What do I want to leave you grappling with? Joy? Inspiration? Hope? "If I were to die and you …

table

Come to the table. Come, take and eat. For here we find a promise fulfilled, an enemy conquered, a joy restored. This is His body, broken. This is His blood, shed. This is our inheritance.   I find my life centered around a table. Raised dipping my finger in sauces, rolling piles of dough, elbow …