A delicate palm clinched in my hand. If I lay this down, “will you pick me up?” I’ve been broken in my mind for some time…Jesus do… Read more “Holy Week”
Last night that fire was church, the meal I had with friends was communion & God was there. Though “I don’t know” felt terrible to say, it was also oddly comforting. Maybe, that was the sermon.
Know our creator loves you so much, they left a marker in your being.
A good word to carry forward is that our faith can be redemptive, ever-changing, evolving and the source of our nourishment.
And, that was how I spent yesterday in rest. Detached from most social platforms. Day 3 took a lot out of me and I just needed to… Read more “Day 4 – Rest”
My prayer today has been bouncing between the walls of mind and into every fiber of my very exhausted body. “But, Jesus I’m tired.” What do we… Read more “Day 3: But, I’m Tired”
Assessing the wilderness means naming who we are, what we are made of and also how we experience one another.
Lent is the season where sorrow & joy are visible. The veil does not cover the eyes from the shift inside our spirits to turn inward. And,… Read more “Day 1: Ash Wednesday”
For the past four days the queer community within the United Methodist Church and at large watched as the special called General Conference unfolded. We listened as… Read more “Before saying “come to our Church” make space to grieve loss of home”
May your table be full of love, grace, joy and acknowledgement of sadness. May your table be open to all and protective of your body & mind. May your table be a blessing to you and others.