looking past the stones
Looking up can result in bird poo in one's eye. But it can also remind one of the great expanse beyond the church. Looking up can be a gentle reminder…
play
What I know of playfulness came from living in an elephant camp in Thailand. After a three hour time of testing, one of the elephants chose me. That elephant, which…
the art of waiting
This is my friend who taught me to think. He did not teach me how to think. He simply taught me to think. He taught me the importance of waiting. …
a grumpy day
This is one of the carved faces on the cathedral. It marks one of the door portals and it always seems to be a grumpy image when I walk…
cobwebs
From time to time I notice that my housecleaning is not what it, perhaps, should be. I notice these cobwebs on my lamp and wonder what in my heart…
letters
Jesus came to us as the Word. I find that provocative. Why the Word? Clearly Jesus was a human and yet Jesus is frequently referred to as the Word. Not…
women
There are so many of you. Women who serve. Women who suffer the pain of childbirth or the pains of men and their silly insecurities. Being made in the image…
The 2014 Annual Meeting Opening Prayer
(The view from the writer's cabin at Cathedral Ridge) The Opening Prayer - The 2014 Annual Meeting The Cathedral of Saint John in the Wilderness, Denver, Colorado Lover…
sabbath as moment
In the glow of the Epiphany, light still intrigues and warms me. And light through windows especially calls me to attention, as does the full moon which right now…
light on an obscured path
My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor…