Quiet Days

I recently read Henri Nouwen’s journal, Sabbatical Journey, written during the last year of his life. When he wrote this journal, he didn’t know it would be his last journal or the last year of his life. He died suddenly of a heart attack on September 21, 1996. The journal describes a trip Nouwen took …

Wisdom

A year and a half ago, I was given an alumni award by Pittsburgh Theological Seminary. To celebrate that occasion, my daughter-in-law, Christina, gave me a small Willow Tree figurine called Wisdom. The small six inch figurine is a woman dressed in a long white dress; head tilted in full concentration toward an open book …

The Deep Waters of Prayer

The very first verses in the Bible include an image of water. God’s creation begins with a description of darkness covering the deep, while the breath or spirit of God sweeps or hovers over the waters (Gn 1:1). Water is associated with God’s creation and from that moment on, water is a symbol for God …

Encouragement

I have written a book that is yet to be published. The book I wrote is called Listening for Joy.  In the book I use my life experiences as a wife, mother, and grandmother to reflect on the meaning of stories in Luke’s gospel. I sent the book to several publishers and received rejections from …

Simplicity

Marie-Laure Leblanc is the protagonist of Anthony Doerr’s novel All the Light We Can Not See. When the novel opens Marie-Laure is living with her father in Paris toward the beginning of World War II. She is blind and loves to read but she only has one book in braille, not even a whole book. …

Wrestling in the Dark

I enjoy yoga and have a consistent home yoga practice. The practice of yoga reminds me of the gymnastics training that lies in my personal history. I draw from the foundation of strength and flexibility gymnastics training provided, but I also encounter wounds from that same training. One wound I am consistently aware of is …

Perspective

Sometime during my grade school years one of my teachers made a bulletin board that left a lasting impression on me. The title of the bulletin board was Perspective. The board was filled with photographs of ordinary places and ordinary objects shot from unusual points of view. I can still recall my confusion as I …