When Hope issues an invitation
A chance to dream of better
A looking forward to the future
Even against the past
Even against the present
To respond affirmatively
Is to soar and dream
To set aside the tension
Of one’s grounding
Of one’s doubt
Tag: Already and Not Yet
Be Gentle with Yourself in Grief
(Part 3 of 4 in the “Grief in a Season of Joy” series)
Be gentle with yourself in grief
You cannot hurry it along by tackling it all at once
You cannot sweep it away without so much as a glance
You cannot dam it in an ever-increasing reservoir Continue reading “Be Gentle with Yourself in Grief”
The Journey of Advent
On December 1st, the season of Advent quietly ushered in a new church year with its uniquely poignant mix of anticipation and longing.
My three-year-old, to whom minutes feel like years, jumped right to the end of the month and began asking if it was Christmas every single day. My oldest, on the other hand, has been around the Christmas block before and loves to point out everything that’s great along the road to December 25th.
After a couple of days, the youngest stopped asking about his future presents and started asking about the gifts of that day – Who’s turn is it to add a magi to the nativity scene? What shape will my chocolate be today? How many candles do we light tonight?
They are learning through candles and chocolate and calendars that Advent is about more than just the destination, it is a journey worth paying attention to. Continue reading “The Journey of Advent”
Taste and See
A few days pass, and the longing returns. That well-known ache reaches way down, past the pit of my stomach and into my soul. Continue reading “Taste and See”
Ask Me a Question…
The most important questions cannot be asked with a
what,
when,
where,
why,
how.
The fundamental questions require a Who. Continue reading “Ask Me a Question…”
In the Bittersweet of Seasons Changing
In the bittersweet of seasons changing, I discover a piece of the eternal Hidden in the uniquely human experience of time Even as I savor the simple sweet of present moments, The gifted time of easy joy passes away In vibrant bursts of red and orange and yellow Looking back, way back, past this fleeting […]