I hope Clare of Assisi and her Poor Ladies embraced the gift of humor as much as they did poverty, charity and humility.
Easter is more than what happens inside red church doors
This morning is different.
Just Like Peter
This morning in devotions, I saw myself in Peter. I didn’t reflect Pentecost evangelical Peter or stepping out of the boat Peter, but anxiety ridden at the cross Peter. Peter, how I wish I related to one of your more shining moments.
The Transiency of Memory and the Transfiguration
Our daughter lost her first tooth a few weeks ago. As I stared into that gaping hole in her mouth, I did the thing where you internally tear up and think, ‘where did my little baby go?’ in that wistful, nostalgic way. ‘It was only yesterday that I was holding her in my arms!’
I pray on the porch (even in the wintertime).
The crazier things are in the world or just inside my head, the more I talk to Jesus.