Jan 20, 2016 | Weekly Words
The small pieces littered my grandmother’s table. I tried to organize them by color to help him but I realized he could do it on his own. I celebrate his independence but it still pokes and prods my comfort level with letting go of his need for me. The Lego rocket and...
Jan 13, 2016 | Weekly Words
Day 67: Still ordained. They haven’t figured out I’m internally freaking out. I was ordained two months ago. I wore my most woman-preacher-power blazer and sensible flats. We sang my favorite hymns, mentors gave me advice, grandparents read scripture, and...
Jan 6, 2016 | Weekly Words
In early December, I met two of my ministry friends for lunch at our favorite Thai restaurant. We all arrived late, exhausted from the beginning of Advent and overwhelmed by our schedules and to-do lists in the coming weeks. And we all agreed pretty early on in our...
Dec 16, 2015 | Weekly Words
Around this time of year, I always get really excited because I love all things festive, and I cherish any reason to celebrate. My husband even refers to me as the keeper of holidays and traditions because I hold moments like Thanksgiving and Christmas so very close....
Dec 9, 2015 | Weekly Words
This holiday, I am asking Santa for a new vacuum. I want the most powerful one there is. I want one that not only cleans the open spaces but also seeks out the nooks and crannies where things hide. I want one that can eradicate the land mines within my heart of...
Dec 2, 2015 | Weekly Words
I zipped up the garment bag that held my robe and stoles. The vow exchange service was the last time I would be wearing my robe for at least two months. I was 39 and a half weeks pregnant, and had already arranged for pulpit supply to start on the following Sunday...
