Today, we didn’t vote or argue. We didn’t debate or make assumptions. We didn’t get mired in the oft mentioned Robert’s Rules. Today, we rested and worshipped and ate. We explored and laughed. We filled up our tanks and hopefully a bit of our reserves for another five days… God, as you sent your Spirit…
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Holy Patience
Patience is not a virtue that comes easily to us. We come with short fuses. We are personally invested in our work and our play and we want to see the results of our efforts. But when things start to fall apart, instead of taking the long view – we begin to lose hope, we…
Ministry, Science, and Failure
I feel like I have heard it a thousand times: Ministry is an art not a science. It takes creativity, beauty, gifts and talents. There is the wild element of the Holy Spirit that keeps things from being precise and measurable (as much as we try). But friends, I think I remembered tonight that ministry…
Singing for Peace
As we continue to wait for the one who has already come, the birth of Christ into our world and our lives, we are so close we can almost taste it! Maybe your lights are up and the tree is decked out. Maybe there are already Christmas cookies sitting on the countertop and presents under…
Intersections and the Body of Christ
Sometimes it is better if I keep my mouth shut. The world doesn’t always need to know what I think. And frankly, most of the time I can glimpse only one piece of the complicated fabric we call life. I have one, limited perspective to share. So instead, here are a few of the voices that…
Boys and Girls #NaBloPoMo
Today was a day of contrasts. I watched five hours of college football with the guys and played horse during halftime. We pigged out on snack food and yelled at the television. Then I spent the evening with the ladies at craft night. Yarn and glitter, cross stitch and crochet hooks. And lots of chocolate.…
Prayers from the dust
On my knees Laid low I am nothing I am but dust and ashes I am the stuff of the earth And yet somewhere in me there is a spark. A spark that dares A spark that yearns When Abraham dared to seek You, Oh Lord God Almighty was he really humble Or did he…
Imagination
At every training event I have hosted I ask this question: Why do we call ourselves “Imagine No Malaria”? What is that little word, “imagine” doing in there? Usually, the first response I get is a reference to John Lennon. But then people think for a bit. And their faces start to light up. They…