It’s Eastertide. Christ is risen, and among us in the form of the Holy Spirit. We are each richly blessed in our own ways, with food, clothing, shelter, health, meaningful work, and ministry opportunities…the list could go on for quite a while for each of us, I...
Last week there was an accident across the street from our local elementary school. Henry and I saw the aftermath when we drove by lots of police cars and officers. Initially we worried that there had been an active shooter at the school, but fortunately that was not...
I cannot remember a time when I didn’t have a fairly hefty sense of responsibility. Perhaps this had to do with a thrifty, Scotch-English upbringing, or being the eldest child, or simply the ethos of my family. Regardless of its origins, I have a well-developed need...
On Tuesday, Henry and I, along with a deacon who works with Henry on the border, went to the first hearing for our young Venezuelan friend in the Eloy Detention Center. It felt like taking baby steps, because the lawyer (hired by Cruzando Fronteras) told us that this...
Welcome to 2019! The year is less than a week old and already I’m encountering a paradox. Last Sunday I shared how I spent 2018 coming to terms with the continued shift in focus of my business—with less spiritual guidance and retreat leadership and more writing and...