A poem about pilgrimage which leads us to a revelation of being known by One who loves us as we are.
Merry Christmas. May you always remember the love Christ has for you.
Side by side, we sing a heartfelt “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me” as insides stir with anxiety, our spoken words, curt. Living peace is a challenge. We desire the golden ticket placed gently in our hands:“Do this, then do this, then this, and you will live a life of peace.” We all know this isn’t the way it goes down. I went to a sweet, mid-week church service not long ago and a couple was joyful to announce their “good deed” completed for those in attendance. When it came time for giving the…
A poem about welcoming the foreign within ourselves and the environments we spend time in.
A recent walk has me considering how my choices impact the earth.