I am a broken mess. I am beloved. Those two truths change my story. I am prideful and vain. I am selfish. There are times I wake up and discover I am running after all sorts of idols. I speak when I should be quiet. I am silent when I should speak. I erect a personal judgement seat… Continue reading A Broken Loving Mess
Words heal. Words minister. Words kept tight within turn sour. I woke up this morning with words heavy in my gut as I heated leftover biscuits for my tribe and gathered a week’s worth of laundry. Winter-ness feels extra thick and dark, despite the sun’s shine turning everything into icy drips. Words inside pile up… Continue reading Words for a Monday
There is just something about a list, isn’t there? Orderly and somewhat soothing, like insurance against forgetfulness. This time last year I decided to share a list of books I had read the previous year. Keeping track of completed book titles is simply a reference tool but fun in a listy-list sort of way. Fueling… Continue reading 2013 Book List
One of the must see holiday movies was “The Hobbit: Desolation of Smaug”. A few days before Christmas we had the chance to see it in a really nice theater in Kansas City on the Plaza. It was as cold inside as out, but the screen was enormous and that we were suffering inside our coats… Continue reading Hobbit’s Courage
Wrapped in dark on the dawn of Advent, with fog thick outside the window, I read a paragraph that stays with me long after the sun rises and work descends. I decide to unwrap it on this Tuesday because Emily invited us to share on this ordinary day when life happens. What happened this morning… Continue reading To Be a Priest
The Story Place 