In common with most writers, I imagine, I start quite a few posts that don't seem to go anywhere and end up in the draft drawer. This drawer is a twin to the one that I have in the kitchen that is essentially a "never use this, don't actually know what it is, but I'm…
Listening
You didn't hear what I said! Her voice dripped with exasperation. I heard what you said. His words spit out impatiently. What did I say, then? Her exasperation frosted with sprinkles of anger. What you always say, that I didn't hear what you said. His voice now laced with complementary anger. What did I say,…
Poem – I Am
I am The bowl in the sink, Smears of Cherry Garcia dried on the rim from your late night cruise Through the kitchen of my soul. I am The shiny mirror You gaze into so proudly reflecting back the image you love, but do not see. I am The weed, prickly, tenacious, taken root where…
Who Goes First?
As I was reading the biography of Judith Heumann this morning, a piece of history fell into my consciousness that was so disturbing it caused me to put the book down. How am I to process this terrible knowledge? How does it relate to the disturbing, frightening daily onslaught against the health and safety of…
If God really loves us and is faithful to us, then why and where is God when........? This post is good wrestling with that universal question. Declarations of God’s faithfulness abound in the Book of Psalms. Every Thursday since the pandemic began, I have been teaching about psalms at the conclusion of the Zoom evening…
