"We used to think...when I was an unsifted girl...that words were weak and cheap. Now I don't know of anything so mighty." -Emily Dickinson
Friday, July 18, 2025
Humming the old hymn...
Friday, April 18, 2025
3:00 bells...
Thursday, January 9, 2025
"Love (III)"
Tuesday, December 17, 2024
"Do not be afraid"
17 December 2024: "And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, 'Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.'" Luke 2: 8-12.
Thinking this afternoon about the words of the angel: comfort and joy delivered amidst fear and awe to men who must have felt so overwhelmed: "Do not be afraid."
Amen.
Monday, November 11, 2024
Light at the end of the day...
Saturday, July 13, 2024
John 14:27
Sunday, November 5, 2023
Women Talking
Wednesday, October 25, 2023
1402 good things...
25 October 2023: 1402 good things...
1400 straight days of 10K+ steps, which really is something.
1 former student/current Shepherd employee who I am very fond of, telling me she prayed for me last night. I almost wept right there in the hallway.
1 current student who used the phrase "thunderstorms and fireflies" in place of "apples and oranges" and I just thought that was the most wonderful thing. "That's your Appalachain showing, my friend!" I told him.
Wednesday, September 27, 2023
"Just because" flowers...
Wednesday, June 7, 2023
Mrs. Morgan
Wednesday, May 3, 2023
"he who watches over you will not slumber..."
Tuesday, April 25, 2023
"Here I Am, Lord"
25 April 2023: Working on the department newsletter in my office, with Youtube just playing music in the background. This song came up and I found myself singing along and getting a bit teary. This song has always meant so much to me, and to hear it again in this moment gave my soul a bit of restoration. The sweet comfort and assurance that we are seen, called, lead, and loved--and called upon to love others.
Monday, March 13, 2023
"Thank you for everything..."
13 March 2023: I found myself saying the words in this post's title out loud as I pulled into a parking spot today. I was thinking about--of all things--how many great podcast episodes I had to listen to and the specific ones I'd play on my walk. I just felt grateful for little things like that: people talking about ideas, art, and culture.
As soon as I said it, I was struck by how seemingly silly it was to thank God for something like that, but I also realized the "everything" was a gesture outward--to all the wonderful parts of this life, all the gifts God gives us (and how they help us through the hard times). The moment stretched into more moments, and this gratitude has been on my mind all day.
Actually feeling a bit melancholy today--cloudy weather, work stress, a long list of work to do on this "Spring Break," and a this lingering illness are all bringing me down. But having this gratitude running alongside all that is itself such a gift.
Saturday, January 28, 2023
"As the deer pants for streams of water, / so my soul pants for you, my God..."
Saturday, December 31, 2022
So long, 2022...
Monday, March 14, 2022
Job's "outraged honesty"
14 March 2022: "In the face of all that appears to be in front of the world today, amid all the calamities we are hurtling toward or already enduring, I’ve found no choice but to share Job’s outraged honesty. Job provides a framework for why it’s worth it to keep going." --Abraham Riesman, in this terrific essay about the book of Job
I read Riesman's essay last night and I think it colored both my dreams and my mindset today. As I continue to think about loss, grief, anger, death, injustice--as we have no choice but to do so--there is something rich to be found digging into what he says here.
Monday, February 7, 2022
"But maybe that's where God meets us..."
Monday, March 8, 2021
Anticipating Spring
8 March 2021: Just the other day, I noticed these flowers working their way up on a patch of garden near my front door. A literal and metaphorical sign of better times, I think.
I have never anticipated a spring like this one. In "normal" times, it's my favorite season. This year, the promises of better weather, more time outside, this vaccine in my veins, and so many signs of hope out there fill me with a quiet thrill. (Less and less "quiet" each moment, I suppose.)
The CDC's new guidelines for vaccinated people, released just today, almost made me weep. I texted Erin, saying "we can hang out without masks and distancing!" I texted Hannah that, in a few weeks, we can hang out with an (unvaccinated) Cory. Even before today's guidelines, I was elated over getting to hang out with just a (fully vaccinated) Hannah.
Come on, spring! Come on, hope!