Good morning... When I wake around 1:00 am, I notice stripes of light resting on our bathroom floor and tub. With natural light silently breaking through the shutters of a nearby window, I think to myself, "The moon must be filling up with light." Our little dog Gracie takes me out often in the middle of the night [...]
Good morning... Facing hard medical issues. Grieving deep, deep loss. Hearing rumors of war at home and abroad. Tasting, touching, smelling uncertainty. Exhausted by the worry of "What's next?" As we tread into the unknown ahead, what is our safest way to step-by-step forward? A friend sent me a story, a story which sheds just enough light for [...]
Good morning... He slipped these handwritten words into my mailbox, then followed up by text. "Sue, as we wake on what would have been the 95th birthday of Martin Luther King, Jr., I wanted to share one of my favorite quotes from Dr. King: 'Everyone must decide whether to walk in the light of creative altruism or in [...]
Good morning... I woke with a weird word on my mind. Smattering. When is the last time you heard smattering used in a sentence? Dictionary.com defines the noun smattering in two different ways. a slight, superficial, or introductory knowledge of something. For example, "She knows a smattering of Latin." a small amount or number. Used in a sentence [...]
Good morning... When I wake from my second sleep, I do not flip on the lights. Instead, I plug in the single strand on our Christmas tree. Striking a yummy smelling match, I quietly light candles. One. Two. Three. Four. In darkness, we begin each day. The natural rising of the sun quietly sheds light. This week, I [...]
Good morning... A dear friend regularly drops off poems in my mailbox at Northside Church. He slipped in a few important ones this week, poems I picked up following yesterday's loving funeral. These words struck me as essential for this day, for these challenging times, for this unique season of life. [...]
Good morning... Today's block on my calendar whispers, "Last Quarter," with a tiny sketch of a moon similar to the image above. Left half dark. Right half light. Now, to the light of a lamp in the dark hours of this night, I am drawn back to two quotes we read aloud yesterday during our final Monday class [...]
Good morning... Together we explored images of hope. Discovered in our self-protective cave, we are touched by cascading light. How might hope be painted on the rubble of our daily lives? We peer through a peephole of possibility. New life sprouts from the clouded mystery. Reaching from opposite sides, together we hold a darkened heart. What our lives [...]
Good morning... "I am going to read a Mary Oliver poem for Thanksgiving as part of our family's blessing," she texted. "Will you take a picture of the poem you choose and share it with me?" I replied. "I will be deeply with you in Spirit." Thursday at 8:41 am, I received her inviting selection. [...]
Good morning... "Thought of you and the Holiday Gathering you are doing," she texted along with the clever image above. She made me smile. She made me chuckle. She made me feel loved and supported. "A disco ball is hundreds of pieces of broken glass put together to make a magical ball of light," reads the Judi Holler [...]
