Good morning... "Two weeks after our wedding in 1989, we lost our home in Hurricane Hugo," she softly shared with our Monday class. "As a whole community we were in shock, we bonded so deeply, we rallied together. God was so present, in amazing ways. Suffering together through Post Traumatic Stress (PTSD), we pushed through our fears to [...]
Good morning... This summer, two of my best friends and I walked through the mountains near Cashiers, North Carolina, and I snapped this photo of a pruned back tree becoming host to new forms of life, sprouting moss, supporting seedlings. This image returned to mind as I read these words aloud to our class this week. ****** Excerpt [...]
Good morning... All summer long, I rested in the hands of our divine Daddy and nested in the challenging comfort of two Scripture verses. Ecclesiastes 11:5 (NIV) speaks God's unsettling truth. As you do not know the path of the wind, or how the body is formed in a mother’s womb, so you cannot understand the work of God, [...]
Good morning... Letting go is hard. Leaving gone may be harder. We let go of last chances, life phases, loved ones we miss. We let go of incessant thoughts, controlling agendas, pre-planned expectations. We let go of our need to know, our desire to direct, our jolting judgement: "You're wrong. I'm right." Letting go of phases, people, and power [...]
Good morning... My dear friend emailed after yesterday's post, Hearing Me Let Go. "In the spirit of 'letting go,'” she wrote, "I share this precious story that my dad shared with me. He’s nearly 85, and his buddy from when he was a kid sends him all kinds of things that he finds online. Thinking of this story being [...]
Good morning... Hearing wisdom spoken feels different than reading truth with eyes alone. So I was intrigued when a friend told me of our well-loved poem being read aloud in a male's voice, "She Let Go." As I listen to this interestingly matter-of-fact rendition, I sense God seeing my subtle, silent bits of softly letting go. The eyes of [...]
Good morning... "I am so sorry to have missed our final meeting on Monday," she wrote after yesterday's post, Our Seasonal Life. "I have been meaning to email you to thank you for the semester and for the timeliness of the book in my own journey (Parker Palmer's Let Your Life Speak)." "Had I been able to be there [...]
Good morning... So many of us loved yesterday's post, She Let Go. Why are we so touched by this Ernest Holmes poem? Because we feel seen, known, and accepted, as we hide behind the bricks in our self-protective wall. Incessant thoughts. Too many words. Fears. Judgements. Swarming opinions. Our committee of indecision. All the "right" reasons. Hesitation. Worry. Conflicting [...]
Good morning... In the midst of his suffering on the cross, Jesus dropped his words into the pool of prayer. Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last, (Luke 23:46, NIV). In other translations, Jesus' words read, "Father, I entrust my spirit into [...]
Good morning... After yesterday's post, I pondered all day, "What is my 'one thing'?" What is the 'one thing' I cling to that shrinks heavens treasures while I walk this earth? My fear of pain. My love of comfort. My desire to get what I want when I want it. "LORD, is there really only 'one thing' I lack?" [...]
