Between the storm and the miracle

Between the storm and the miracle

“You of little faith, why did you doubt?” There’s a certain hush that comes over us when life turns uncertain—when the place where we once stood firm suddenly feels as if it’s shifting beneath our feet. Perhaps you know that feeling, too.“You of little faith, why did...
Where religion frays, grace still holds

Where religion frays, grace still holds

Tired of religion? Burnt out on hypocrisy? Maybe you hold a quiet faith but cringe at the thought of being lumped in with “those” Christians. You’re not alone. I confess—there are times I’ve felt that way too. I’ve winced at the label Christian because of...
Necessary endings. What will become of the Church?

Necessary endings. What will become of the Church?

Visual illustrations of peace have closed many of my days watching the sun set over the waters of Lake Michigan. In summers, people line up along a bluff that stands tall over our lake with their blankets unfurled and camp chairs planted, to witness the evening...
Piercing the Darkness

Piercing the Darkness

It’s Christmas morning, and the dark weight of the world rests kind of heavy on our shoulders. Too many are alone, waking in silence. Wanting and waiting. This 2020–who hasn’t held their breathe? That killer virus mockingly shaped like a crown came in...
Can a weary world rejoice … with cancer?

Can a weary world rejoice … with cancer?

  A colorless, heavy sky touched my face as I stepped from the warmth of the car. It jarred me into a heightened awareness of time. This was not the typical attention to my clock calibrating the hours or minutes between this and the next color block that filled...

Hosanna

It’s Sunday. Just as the new light blankets the world with the mist that hangs low, wanting to cling to the earth, letting her feel and breathe in its presence, so grace descends from heaven and submerges it in a new love. Hosanna! the angels cry. Hosanna! we too can...