Good morning... I felt privileged to serve holy communion to our family of faith during a tumultuous time in the United Methodist Church. With my feeble fingers I pulled off a small piece of the whole homemade loaf and placed it in the open palm of each person walking up to receive a living morsel of transformational truth. [...]
Good morning... "I picked up my Bible and turned the pages, becoming aware of how God had revealed this ageless process in its stories," whispered yesterday's post. "I read it not only as a chronicle of salvation history but as the story of an inner journey taking place in the landscape of one's soul. Egypt, wilderness, and promised [...]
Good morning... Our Saturday breakdown in communication really had no rhyme and no reason. I checked everything I knew to check and found no sign of why we got "Oops. This Page Could Not Be Found!" instead of our post "So It Was With Marian." In my life "no rhyme or reason" usually has God's fingerprints all over it, [...]
Good morning... Yesterday's mysterious breakdown in connection with our morning message, "So It Was With Marian," occurred when I was nestled in the Macon Centreplex, in Macon, Georgia. We were watching our youngest son compete to a third place finish in the 132 lb. weight class in the Georgia High School Association wrestling tournament and cheering on other [...]
Good morning... In the early morning darkness, I quietly unravel more. My soul skips back to that verb from yesterday's post. "Unravel" piques my interest, so I google her definition on Dictionary.com to disentangle her many facets. clear up resolve disclose explain sort out unriddle To separate or disentangle the threads of (a woven or knitted fabric, a [...]
Good morning... I waited impatiently for this morning's message to pop through my groggy brain. You know me, I wake when God wakes me and I lift onto my inner tippy toes, my soul stretching to sense a living Word from our loving LORD. Slowly. Today possibilities percolated slowly. Way too slowly for my liking. "...we've forgotten about [...]
Good morning... Today Betty Skinner turns 93 years old. She wakes in Ponte Vedra, Florida. I wake in Atlanta, Georgia. We both wake increasingly more whole. In the fall of 2007, I met The Hidden Life Awakened in its original 2006 form, a captivating book chronicling the fascinating faith journey of Christian mystic Betty Skinner. For reasons way beyond [...]
Good morning... "Aren’t we all still like that 20 year old in some way?" she wrote after yesterday's post. "We too must wait..." She continued: "I didn’t sleep well last night. Awake for 2 hours, thinking about all that is uncertain and all that needs to be done. I just don’t want to miss any piece of the [...]
Good morning... "A twenty-year old college student came to see me in a crisis," writes Sue Monk Kidd on page 27 in When The Heart Waits. "After years of denial, she was finally facing the realization that she had been sexually abused as a child. That realization had landed her in a lot of pain and confusion. She [...]
Good morning... Inspired by our post about the unifying synchronicity of the leaf-feather-stick trio resting on the sands of Grayton Beach, Florida, one of you turned me on to the God-designed instinct implanted in starlings. "When you read about what murmuration is, you will see lots of possibilities for how groups/teams/families/systems might work together to flex and adapt [...]
