In the days of Jael, caravans ceased and travelers kept to the byways… Most blessed of women be Jael … She put her hand to the tent peg and her right hand to the workmen’s mallet; she struck Sisera a blow, she crushed his head, she shattered and pierced his temple. ~Judges 5:6,24,26 Several … Continue reading Jael the Kenite and the ‘Me Too’ Hashtag
It was probably a good thing that no one was in my car, nor were any other humans at the church office, when I first got into work this morning. I was in an exceptionally foul mood. The reasons weren’t good ones, but I was awakened early by our old dog pacing with her noisy, … Continue reading Bitmojis, Stale Candy, & Prayer
Early this week we heard our president allude to threatening North Korea with nuclear arms. By week’s end, white supremacists in Virginia were unleashing their violent hatred in what was supposedly a “rally” on a college campus. Also this week, as per our summer, cabin tradition, John and I watched one of our favorite … Continue reading Rise Up, O Sleeper; Awaken.
In the spring of 2007, John was admitted to graduate school in environmental philosophy at Colorado State University. Instead of waiting around for the fall semester to start, we quit our jobs in Austin, Texas, packed up our 600-square-foot apartment and moved to the front range. John knew what he would be doing, but I … Continue reading Ten Years Ago…
This was written yesterday, Saturday, July 8. Due to wifi glitches, I'm posting it now. Dear Andi, Yesterday we went to Bayfield, Wisconsin and you rode the ferry to Madeline Island. It wasn’t the first time, but perhaps your first appreciated trip. You stood on the bottom deck, holding onto the grate between you and … Continue reading Dear Second Born: Remember Your Baptism
I recently met a clergy friend for wine. We hadn't seen each other since Advent, and there was much to catch up on. (This must have been the case, since we spent three hours sipping the equivalent of one glass of wine each.) Our conversation spanned all things ministry, but perhaps most intriguing to me … Continue reading Women in Ministry: Roadblocks & Faith
It recently occurred to me that I wasn’t teaching my children how to pray. I’m a minister, so that was a bit of an oversight. However, I take comfort in the fact that the writer Anne Lamott kind of overlooked teaching her son to read. So maybe I’m in good company with well-intended parents who … Continue reading Fam/Prayer