For the last month or so, we have been reading Paul’s letter to the church in Rome. In prison, sick, struggling, shipwrecked, he just hasn’t had the time or resources to make it to Rome personally, so this letter contains everything that he thinks those people of faith in Rome need to know. He wants…
Ordinary Time
LIFE in the Spirit
I woke up this morning, and literally, almost, could not physically get out of bed! Yesterday, my husband and I cleaned the exterior of our cars. No… cleaned isn’t quite the right word. We scrubbed and polished and waxed and buffed our cars. And let me tell you… my car needed it. As we started…
It is SUPPOSED to be Hard
“Late in World War II a large number of American and British soldiers were languishing in a war camp deep inside Germany. Some had been there for many months. A high barbed-wire fence ran across the center of the camp, isolating the two sets of prisoners. They were not allowed to go near the fence…
STOP… in the name of Love.
Do any of you have days that you aren’t proud of? I had one of them just a few months ago. It was a day where I was grumpy and snarky. I was gossipy and rude. My husband and I had a fight the day before and the disagreement still had not been resolved. The…
A Love Letter from God
Dear Church, I’m not often in the habit of writing letters. My apostle, Paul, loved to write letters and you have quite a few of those contained in the scriptures. I guess I did write seven letters some time ago – to seven different churches… but I digress…. This isn’t something I do a whole…
“Show Me” faith
A father was trying to teach his three sons to do their fair share of the house cleaning. The first place that he started was the bathroom. Dad crammed the three boys into the room and proceeded to clean the toilet in front of them. Alright, I’ve showed them, the father thought. Next time, they…
Setting the Table: The Silverware
Sing vs. 1 & 3 from “For One Great Peace” #2185 in The Faith We Sing This is small part, in one small place, of one heart’s beat, for one great peace. Sitting in the kitchen this week and helping with the United Methodist Women’s supper reminded me of the small part all of us…
Setting the Table: The Cup
On a brutally hot afternoon, a lone woman makes the long trek from her village to the nearby well. She brings with her an empty jug. All of the other women had come out to draw up the water early in the morning – before the sunlight would beat down upon the earth. All of…