Though we are not out of the woods yet, I’ve already begun looking in the rear-view mirror. In doing so, I’ve found some amazing gifts from this time.
Returning to the Sanctuary
Every other pew was roped off, complete with red ribbon. My daughters looked back at me, a little confused. Were we allowed to be close to our friends and neighbors?
Evelyn Underhill and Everyday Mystics
Evelyn Underhill was a retreat leader, writer, spiritual director, and thinker of the early to mid 20th century. She was not raised in a religiously-inclined […]
How I Kicked Cigarettes With God’s Help
I began smoking cigarettes when I was a teenager, partially to spite my parents. They were incredibly kindhearted and involved in the church, but in my eyes, they were controlling. So was the doctrine they prescribed.
Remembering Our Collective Oppression
I saw it again the other day: she took a wide berth, or perhaps I should say, she gave me a wide berth.
A Practice, a Prayer & Two Three-Point Turns
Lolo had volleyball practice last night from 5-7 p.m. just like every other Tuesday and Thursday since March when this masked season hesitantly started.