Surrender

Jochebed knew her baby boy was in danger, as were all of the firstborn sons of Israel. She hid Moses as long as she could and then, with no options remaining, prepared a basket, coated it in tar and pitch, and placed the child in it to float among the reeds along the bank of... Continue Reading →

Other Side

After their Teacher and friend was brutally murdered, along with all their hopes, they did the only thing they knew to do. The disciples of Jesus went back to their lives, back to their work, back to their fishing boat. We can only imagine the desolation they felt as they prepared the nets and set... Continue Reading →

Now

Early in an authentic Christian walk, it’s all about relationship. A new knowledge and hope in the person of Jesus and the knowledge of how intimately and wholly we are known and loved fills our spirits with a light we never knew before. And so we want to tell everyone, and we do, spreading the... Continue Reading →

Melt

“We’re not going to do the snowman song today, are we?” a four-year old boy asked me as I was setting up for music class at the local children’s museum. I wasn’t clear on what he said or meant in the moment, but then his Mom apologetically reminded me about a class about four weeks... Continue Reading →

Re

There is a lightness in my heart today and it’s fragile and warm and cool at the same time. It is a physical feeling in my chest that I feel when the Holy Spirit is present and communicating, a gift of a feeling that I’ve had maybe a dozen times in my life, maybe less... Continue Reading →

Found

Our son, Brian, lost his cell phone somewhere between here and Western Massachusetts, over two hours away, and we got a text from his friend Alex’s phone asking for our help. After some technological finagling courtesy of my husband, and some help from a satellite in the sky, we were able to ascertain the phone’s... Continue Reading →

Death

I recently heard the strange story of a shepherd and his son who were driving on a dirt road adjacent to their fields. When the father saw that his sheep were grazing on a crop of alfalfa, he jumped out of his truck, hopped a fence, and proceeded to stab each one of the sheep.... Continue Reading →

Farmer

I wrote yesterday about the recurrence of egg references throughout my day. I saw a bunch of fresh eggs in the early morning at a local farm, and egg shapes on my yoga mat. I heard a conversation on public radio about the longevity and shelf stability of eggs, and eggs were featured in the... Continue Reading →

Eggs

I went to our local farm store early this morning to drop something off, and there was just one person there, taking care of the one crop they still bring in every morning, even in March: eggs. The farmer was taking great care to wash the eggs, one by one, and line them up on... Continue Reading →

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