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Practicing peace in chaos

This summer, I read an amazing book titled In the Midst of Chaos: Caring for Children as Spiritual Practice by Bonnie Miller-McLemore.  Her words were filled with permission and hope as I try to figure out what it looks like to be mom and have some semblance of a spiritual life. She makes the keen observation that most of her (and my own) spiritual sages she grew up learning from did

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Where is “understanding” in discourse: A rant about publishing.

Part one of two “Now is not the time for bad theology,” a classmate of mine said.  He was recalling a story of being comforted about the death of a friend.  People responded to their own fear and uneasiness with platitudes like, “He is in a better place,” and “This is God’s will.” Why do we feel the need to cling to these Christan-ese easy answers? And this isn’t just

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A blessing for freedom in a technology fast

I am on my way out of town for an annual contemplative prayer retreat.  A week without facebook, twitter, and klout ratings, without homestead responsibilities, and one of me showing up to God.  It is a week I have come to thirst for in the past six years.  And I always leave the blog with a little note saying, you’ll be fine without me.  I am saying that to myself

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My Magic Hour

Something rather curious happens to me on occasion as I lay in bed before getting in up the morning.  With my eyes closed, I am in an in between – one where God has started the day hours before, working without me, and my work has yet to begin. It is a magic hour – my magic hour (or at least a couple minutes). I am in a vulnerable position. 

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For the interim

Welcome summer!  A new season, a new time to reflect and perhaps relax.  However, I find myself swamped with textbooks already as I try to learn German for a proficiency exam before going back to school in the fall.  I have recently felt, as it would seem so do many of my current companions, that we have fallen into an in-between. So today before I launch into translating a few

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Learning Processes: Gardening with Paradigm Shifts

Let it be a process.   Those were the words I heard last night.   Gentle words.  A hearty reminder. I went back to school last week.  But before I am “official,” I signed up to take a crash course in German.  My PhD program is old school (alte Schule, if you will) – I must learn a research language.  For now, it is a hoop to jump through. A requirement

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Life and death in the garden and in community

Our community lost a dear member this past week.  There is a big hole in our congregation; one that many of us have pondered in conversation how it will be filled? I spent time watching the eclipse this week which happened to be on the same day she passed.  The world faded to gray for just a moment.  I burned my retina trying to see what was happening.  Between waiting

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A Rebellious Gardener’s Hopeful Rant

Spring is here. I was doubtful for a bit with late rainstorms and typical gray mornings, but the mockingjays mockingbirds are sunning every morning reminding me their slumber is over. A few curious things have happened in the past couple weeks. 1. I finished my first school year as a faculty member. This leads to 2. I am fully entrenched in working and researching for the next book.  Which means

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Gardening with Doxology: Big words for a simple idea

The sermon yesterday was on letting things slow us down to lead us to the table; a table that holds bread and wine, also promise, tradition and hope. An altar of forgiveness and remembrance — of radical hospitality. It is an embodying act, this eating. Sure it can be rote, but the meaning comes sometimes subtly and other times overcome with tears or joy. It’s the love of what this

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Making a mess – notes on worry

I was reminded yesterday by a new friend of a book I own. It’s by Keri Smith. I bought it six months ago. Six months where it has barely been opened. My fingers have pawed through the pages; my mind has wandered through the: “When could I”s, “should I”s, and “will I”s. And so the book sat, untouched, within reach, but just staring at me while I looked in the

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