This song has filled the quiet of my home this morning, filling my heart with hope and love. I am reposting this one today as a new tradition of sorts. Every year, I seem to find a Christmas song or hymn that captures my…
from the newly released book Growing Grace: A Book of Psalms Celebrating Creation Our Healer, our Hope, We greet you in the morning with fresh faces turned toward the sun. You warm our skin and our hearts with your light. You envelop us in your…
Message for Mary Sunday, contemplative service, December 2, 2018 This week, I have spent some time gazing at various artistic renderings of Mary and Elizabeth and Mary singing the Magnificat hoping to glean some insight as to what Mary was carrying with her in…
I wrote this post a couple of summers ago, and in looking for hope today, I came across this one. ~cameron In the past couple of weeks, I have found myself taking refuge on my screened-in porch during times of day when the birds…
On Monday this week, I marched along with thousands of others in honor and memory of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. The diversity of voices from inquisitive preschoolers to wise elders filled my ears with hope and love and justice. This morning,…
I wrote this psalm several months ago when I found myself questioning God about why certain events had come to pass–events that seemed to benefit the oppressors and create suffering among the oppressed. During that time, I turned to the psalms in the Bible…
“Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314) BY EMILY DICKINSON “Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the…
Waiting is hard for most of us. Not necessarily because we have to be where we are but because want to get to where we are going. We may be perfectly content in this place and time but want to move into something bigger…
I wrote this sermon at 4pm yesterday and shared its message this morning. It was not my original sermon, but when the Holy Spirit moves, you know it’s not an option to ignore it–even if it is 4pm the day before your Sunday to…
In the past couple of weeks, I have found myself taking refuge on my screened-in porch during times of day when the birds feed. Whenever I begin to question humanity or grieve for this world, I find that sitting among nature roots me in…
Many years ago, I had the honor of attending a talk by Dr. Maya Angelou at Mars Hill College near my hometown of Asheville. My seat was near the back so there was no hope of seeing her facial expressions or appreciating the nuances…
Every spring, the bunnies come to visit the garden and see if by some chance, there’s a hole in the chicken wire big enough to access the greens. Sadly, they are disappointed, but they hang around any way and give birth each Spring to…
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