A Bowl of Self Care

We had to get a new dishwasher a few weeks ago.  So far the only down side to this is the big hole it left in our “for the house” savings account.  But since the previous dishwasher had been on its last legs for almost a year anyway, we had been saving.  There is no … Continue reading A Bowl of Self Care


Are you Rootbound?

Mitch Teemly has just published a great blog on being "rootbound" -- strangled by our pasts.  He suggests that we can best cut away the roots that bind us with the help of another person -- I immediately thought that's what I do in spiritual direction sometimes. Check out Rootbound And if you're feeling the … Continue reading Are you Rootbound?


By the time you read this, my first-world problems today will have been solved – they’ll have to be because I can’t post this until I have internet.  But for some reason the wireless connection at the library where I’m spending the morning is out of commission. I have a video conference tonight and one … Continue reading Disconnected


Last night while my husband placed ashes on my forehead and the forehead of our 11-year old son and we contemplated our mortality, I cried. Someone once told my husband when our son was very tiny that it was cute when he placed ashes on his little forehead. My husband realized that they didn’t understand … Continue reading Ashes

Improv on 1 Corinthians 13 for Ash Wednesday on Valentine’s Day

This is beautiful!

When I was a child, I said “I love you.”
I cut out pink and red hearts,
and gave them to everyone, even the bullies,
but when I became an adult,
I decided to make it more complicated.

Gifts in Open Hands

If I speak in tongues of justice or spirituality,
but do not have ashes,
I am a self-congratulating vigil,
a Sunday service inspired by itself.
If I have social media outreach,
a labyrinth in the church garden,
Bible study in the brew-pub,
and, if I have a capital campaign
to remove pews, put in church chairs,
and even add a coffee shop,
but do not have ashes, I am nothing.
If I give to church-wide offerings,
and go on mission trips so that I may boast,
but do not have ashes, I gain nothing.

Ashes are awkward; ashes are dirty;
ashes, like love,
are not envious, boastful, arrogant or rude.
Ashes do not insist on a perfect Lent;
they do not even need to be in church
or a gimmick to get folks to church;
they do not inventory wrongdoing,
especially the wrongdoing of others,

but rejoice in the precious…

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I was recently betrayed by some people whom I never would have suspected. Then again, I guess it wouldn’t have been betrayal if I had expected it.  It might have been their perfidy, outright maliciousness or unthinking insensitivity. I might have felt hurt, angry or disappointed.  But it wouldn’t have been betrayal, except these were … Continue reading Betrayal