Sharing Stories
Human beings go through life carrying stories. Some we share, some we keep close to us, but many stay with us all our lives. And when we share, we just want hear someone say, “I’m sorry; that must have been so hard.”
Human beings go through life carrying stories. Some we share, some we keep close to us, but many stay with us all our lives. And when we share, we just want hear someone say, “I’m sorry; that must have been so hard.”
Although The Seattle Times calls this time of year “The Great Dark,” I see the return of Fall as a time of cozy nights by the fireplace.
As Christians, we are called to be like Jesus—we are called to do love. And we are called to name love when we see it. So please join me in our new Doing Love project!
Watching the busy bees on the butterfly bush outside my office makes me realize that to encourage growth, we must pollinate the world with goodness and kindness.
Summer gatherings are in full swing! Let us sit together, sip mint tea — some from the leaves of a mint plant I brought here 30 years ago — and share stories of our journeys.
Pentecost, this season we are now entering, is not just something that happened long ago, but something into which we are invited today. Will we allow the Spirit to ignite us to listen and to speak?
As we gravitate outside, eager to soak up some natural Vitamin D, I pray that you experience the blossoms of this spring and summer, both in the physical season and in your own hearts.
Holy Week is so much to take in, and I find it is best to lean in and simply feel. Remember, Jesus felt every moment of it.