A purposeful turn and shift is going to take shape over the next few months. This blog has grown and…
All this Hope
The hope of all things is wrapped in deficiencies and risings, barren winters and promising springs of survival, in soft-spoken…
The Last Years
This year has swallowed, gulped you down whole The crafting of a body and an etching of a soul through…
Oh, Wait
oh honey you turn out burn out churn out. It’s okay. You won’t forever be last harassed miscast surpassed. It…
Mind and Body
I hear and listen, but then I walk away gone I stoop down to help with an offering hand, but…
To teach
My students have filtered into my classroom the past few days, taking to their seats, reciting timelines and catechisms…
Am I the Pharisee
It was the Pharisees who shouted from beneath their heavy oral tradition at Jesus for healing on the Sabbath, for…
Black Sheep
Jesus told them to lift their eyes. When you walk through a forest do you curl your face downward and…
Let Us Use Them
As morning classes came to an end, students flipped their large math volumes shut, notebook paper filled with stick figure…
The Shelter of Dying Time
It’s turning on us. Those long, listless, forever days of sunshine and water are disappearing, lavender fields and hydrangea perfuming…