• Memories of Martin Luther King Jr. evoke prophetic voices

    In the Acts of the Apostles, Chapter 2, verses 17-18, we are reminded, “In the last days it will be, God declares, that I will pour out my Spirit upon all flesh, and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see vision, and your old men shall dream dreams. Even upon my slaves, both men and women, in those days I will pour out my Spirit; and they shall prophesy.”

    Visionaries and dreamers shall prophesy. We recall the life of one who called us to see visions and dream dreams.

  • Examining the question: what’s my legacy?
  • There are lots of ways to lose one’s voice

    I was merrily browsing my inbox when the title of an article stopped me in my computer tracks. The Awaken Call Editors presented an interview with Kevin Hancock, “an award-winning author, public speaker, and CEO of Hancock Lumber, one of America’s oldest and most prestigious businesses” who spoke these words: “There are lots of ways to lose your voice in this world.”

  • Simply show up ... and discover holiness

    The Sunday within the octave of Christmas, in the Roman Catholic tradition, is designated as Holy Family Sunday. It emerges annually between Christmas Day and the feast of the Epiphany. Although the designation indicates memory of the unique Holy Family of Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, it is as well a celebration of the universal family of God. This commemoration rejoices in the reality of our human connectedness, no matter how we declare our denomination or designation or lack thereof.

  • Christmas presence is a surprising gift all year long

    We are deep into Christmas countdown. Everything around us screams, “We have only a few days in which to accomplish all we had planned to do.” Such a short time remains for all the unexpected or forgotten obligations. The pace quickens as the stores are depleted even of their shopworn choices. Jingling bells jangle the nerves. Comments are heard all around that “this Christmas stuff gets old fast!”

  • Being a prophet in one’s own country is possible

    Life is filled with wonderful surprises. Not too long ago, Hubby Dear and I were treated to a brief but spectacular encounter, the unexpected delight of sharing lunch with a “long-lost” friend. The delight was more than doubled by the inclusion of two women we had never met. An instantaneous connection became our universal joy.

  • Morning has broken, and my heart joyfully sings with it
  • To live in the land of absolutes is to miss the grace of imperfection

    Recently, I read a stunning commentary on the ways in which we humans miss the grace of imperfection. Grace, you say, with a quizzical look and a raised eyebrow? How can imperfection be a grace? There is one, very powerful, way in which we discover the gift that emerges from our recognition of human imperfection in ourselves as well as in others. This is to know, in the words of Richard Rohr, “Imperfection is the pattern that draws forth the Divine Mercy.”

  • To receive thanks is to be at the portal of giving thanks

    November rolls around with its annual invitation to give thanks for the multiple harvests of goodness in our lives. For some, perhaps for many, the wagon of gratitude overflows. There is so much goodness, so much bountifulness, in their lives because benevolence is never overlooked. Grace abounds in every nook and cranny.

  • We can’t be filled until we’re emptied

    I know I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating. I’m not a techie. That’s both a disclosure and a caveat. The story is rather circular, but then so was my experience. So, here goes.

    The tale begins with mistaken judgment. I have a Kindle I rarely use. Thus it fills quickly with emails I’ve already received, noted, deleted or given response via my computer. The Kindle has long been marked as being a decision I made too rapidly and without complete information. It’s too small to be used as a doorstop and too big an admission to deny.