I am a Mother

I haven’t been writing much at all – life is so full all the time. Mostly mothering – mothering my children, mothering my congregation. I am a mother. I am tending to things all the time – tending, nurturing, teaching, caring, loving. I am a mother. I never thought I was mom material – maybe … More I am a Mother


I still have several boxes containing the manuscripts my dad wrote. He wrote theological books and poetry, some rambling memoirs as well. I will always keep those weathered pages. He poured himself into those projects and had great hopes of being remembered as an author. I remember him that way. Dad was born at his … More Gordon

Brave Little Boy

There was a talent show yesterday at my boys’ elementary school. I had known for the last year that my younger son, Jesse, was interested in singing a song for it. Over the course of the last few months he has changed his mind repeatedly regarding the song he wanted to sing. He would sing … More Brave Little Boy

Fear II

I haven’t overcome Fear. But I have befriended her. Not right away. Not for a long, long time. First, I tried to hush her Hide her Hustle her out of the room Ignore her Weep over her Pretend she didn’t exist. But then She stayed anyway             Winding her cool fingers through my hair             … More Fear II


Today was one of those Sundays where no sermon could fully be formulated until the wee hours of Sunday morning. Then, when it came, I wrote about abundance – the text was about how Jesus came to give life and give it abundantly. I asked the congregation what abundance is to them. After church one … More Abundance


The panic attacks began one sunny autumn Sunday morning shortly after I arrived at that Colorado church. Nothing unusual was happening – it was a Sunday like every other Sunday. It was during the final morning service when one moment I was reading the text, the next I felt my throat constricting and my breath … More Panic

The Journey

The Journey One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice — though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop. You knew what you … More The Journey


Oh God, I am so deeply scared. That is the sum of it. Fear, Panic, Anxiety, Terror Name it, claim it, and move forward – Finally And now let it be that when the apprehension rises up in me As it will I will see it and know it for what it is – Just fear … More Fear