As we continue living into Eastertide, I’ve been imagining what it might have been like to be a disciple during this time. It had to be both exciting and confusing. Various stories traveled swiftly through the community about encountering Jesus in the upper room in...
Regular readers may recall that two weeks ago I mentioned a family member who had just been diagnosed with lymphoma cancer. That person was my father, and he died last Tuesday. In this post, I want to share one aspect about what made him special and how I am...
Take a good look at the rock in this photo. It’s called basalt. It’s volcanic. See how rough it is? See all the holes and divots? Do you think it would make good building material? When Henry and I were on pilgrimage in the Holy Land last November, we saw that Jesus’...
It’s still Eastertide. If you’re a longtime follower of my blog, you might recall that I’ve reflected on this theme in prior years. Eastertide is fifty days long, but we tend to get focused on family graduations and summer plans and lose touch with the fact that the...
As I sit to write this post, spring winds are causing the chimes outside my window to spring(!) to life. It’s always this way in the desert southwest. As a child, I didn’t love this season (despite having a spring birthday) because it seemed I always had windblown...