light to guide you home

"Lost and Weary Traveler Searching for The way to go. Stranger. Heavy heart-ed longing for Someone to know." This past month I have added fifteen people to my friends list (I've added plenty more but these particular fifteen are special). These young men and woman have squished themselves in a especially warm place in my …

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Jenkins seemed to be able to enjoy everything, even ugliness. I learned from him that we should attempt a total surrender to whatever atmosphere was offering itself at the moment; in a squalid town, seek out those very places where its squalor rose to grimness and almost grandeur, on a dismal day to find the most dismal and dripping …

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 …

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 …

wait

My name sake waited. But I cannot. Waiting does not come naturally for me, in fact it comes unnaturally, every fiber of my being fights against patiently waiting. But Hannah waited, and the Lord stooped and heard her cry. Oh Lord, that I would be like Hannah of Old. That I would pour out my …

the Little Prince and The Story of the Snake Crusher -or- Easter is Coming.

"'It's a little lonely in the desert' the Little Prince said, 'it is also lonely among men' the snake said." And so the book reached its middle and my heart reached its end, slowly crumbling into aches and pains. I breathe, it's only a story and the Little Prince will soon return to his former …

engraven

What do you do when the ink runs out? Or worse, bleeds and then fades away. When the notes you wrote to yourself all over the palms of your hands are no more, and you forget. The days go on as if never interrupted and your heart is included in the shattered pieces you step …

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 …

time

Hush, hush child, you still have time. The heartbeats whisper. You still have time to hear the rain roll off the eaves. You still have time to sing. You still have time to go down to the river to pray. FiFi isn't easy to sleep with, she bumps and kicks and turns. One moment I …