I was a 5th grader at McDonald Elementary School in Moscow, Idaho. I was in the middle of my awkward stage - a stage my mother assured me every child went through. My stage just happened to be a little more problematic, a little more prolonged and a little more pronounced than everyone else's. The homework from music class was fairly straightforward on that fateful day. Bring a … [Read more...]
JOURNEYING to the Heart of God
April 11, 2012 By 4 Comments
STOP. Right now. Right where you are. Don't change a thing. Don't close a tab on your browser. Don't close a book. Don't delete a message you're writing. LOOK. Look around you. Look at what you're doing. What you're writing. What you're playing. What you're saying. ASK. Ask yourself, "What does God think of me, right now, right where I'm at, doing what I'm doing, … [Read more...]
INGESTING God
April 10, 2012 By 3 Comments
Growing up in the Methodist Church, it seems we were regularly celebrating communion in new and different ways. I appreciated the diversity in approach, as each new form somehow brought out a different aspect of the act of remembrance. One form, however, I remember more for the laughter it produced, than anything else. Individual families took turns contributing by making homemade … [Read more...]
GOING to Hell (to Preach)
April 7, 2012 By 3 Comments
"Mom, what is Saturday called?" I looked at my 11-year-old with a puzzled expression, unsure how to answer her question. "You know. Thursday is Maundy Thursday. Friday is Good Friday. Sunday is Easter Sunday. Even Monday is called Easter Monday. So what is Saturday called?" I considered the question, and realized I didn't have a good answer. Long after the conversation was … [Read more...]
CONSIDERING Alternative Perspectives
April 3, 2012 By 2 Comments
I was greeted this morning in my shower by a most unwelcome guest. You might think something so little, so inconsequential, so harmless shouldn't generate such a reaction, but it did. Spiders and I are NOT friends - even small, inconspicuous house spiders. As a girl growing up, my bedroom was in the basement of our home. Most every morning one or two spiders - large, ugly, … [Read more...]
