One of my kids wrote on my table. This might not seem like a big deal, and usually it’s not. Pens slip, markers bleed, and Magic Erasers do their work. I get that mistakes happen. But this wasn’t one of those things. This was a signature, a sentence, a proclamation on MY table. The table… Read More Wounded Creations
One of my children felt the need to defend the family honour yesterday. One of those schoolyard/classroom discussions about ‘my dad is smarter than your dad’ which I heard about in detail during after school pickup. He was sheepish but also certain that this course of action was the right one. “One of the things… Read More More than Words
Yesterday I sat in a parking lot, crying in my van. This isn’t the first time. The most memorable occasion was when I was pregnant with my first child. I found myself uncontrollably crying in a shopping mall parking lot, feeling perfectly happy but bawling my face off. This wasn’t like that. Yesterday was a… Read More God is in the Room
One of the most intimidating and beautiful parts of my chaplaincy training is walking with people through their end of life experience. As people are dying, one of the elements that Spiritual Care givers can offer them is the opportunity for an end of life review. It’s a time where they can look over their… Read More Taking Stock
If December is Party season, January is Rule season. The excesses of one make us crave the austerity of the other. New resolutions about a simplifying of diet, schedule, and surroundings. Less is less and more was so December. I crave the sparseness after the decadence of the holidays. The taking down of decorations,… Read More When Rules Get in the Way
Take time today to read some encouraging and inspiring words from Kelly Balarie and guests at her wonderful blog Purposeful Faith http://purposefulfaith.com/what-bloggers-have-to-say/ What a great opportunity we have to learn from others, hear their stories, and share this life together. Check it out here.
Do you ever play the ‘what would I save in a fire’ game? It’s closely related to the ‘what would I want with me on a desert island’ game. If disaster was all around me, if I had to rely on what I could carry, what would I bring? Is there room for sentimentality or… Read More What Would You Save?
Do we always see our own wounds? Those bruises and cuts that surprise us in the shower, the papercuts when we haven’t handled paper. These wounds set us wondering about the unnoticed injuries that we sustain through the motions of everyday life. My emotional and spiritual wounds take me by surprise as well. Those times… Read More Looking to the Disease for the Cure
I’m sneaking this post in while my daughter fiddles with the radio, the boys are off to school, and there’s the promise of making granola in the air. It’s been a while since I’ve written steadily. These past few months have stretched and grown me, not because of bad things, but because of new things.… Read More Seeking a Higher Capacity
This Sunday I’m doing something I haven’t done for about a year. And I’m nervous. Where in my last church I was on stage participating in leading worship for 7 years, it’s been a year since I was last on stage. And this is a new church. And a new situation. With new people. And… Read More Administering the Grace