"I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water..."
PAUSE
Sometime last fall, or maybe it was early winter, I inadvertently hit the PAUSE button.
Read MoreThe Wrestling Match
How's your relationship with God?
Read MoreWhat Are You Waiting For?
I’ve asked myself that question a hundred times in the past few years. The problem is, I don’t know what I’m waiting for.
Read MoreBelonging
The Meaning of Life: ‘Try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in and try and live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and nations.’
Read MorePatterns
I was noticing patterns everywhere. There was a pattern to the tides, a pattern to birds’ migration, to their singing and their nesting. There was a pattern to the fences of the pastures and to the plants in the garden. There was a pattern in the trees, patterns in the rocks and patterns in the waves. There was a pattern in the quilt on my bed, in the planks of wood on the floor, and the cobblestones on the path. And there was a pattern to my day.
Read MoreWatermarks
I could see the great movement of the water in the current, immense and unremitting. It spoke to me something of God. Vast and restless...a little intimidating.
Read MoreLost and Found
After two or three days, I expanded the search. I looked between the seats in the car, under the sofa cushions, in pockets of clothing…it was nowhere to be found. I emptied the contents of my brief case…turned it upside down and shook it over the kitchen table. Loose change spilled out, some breath mints, an Advil tablet…
Read MoreVolcanoes and Rocks
I think it was my mom, who said to me on one of those very expensive international cell phone calls, “Well, God knew you needed a longer rest.” And when I hung up from talking to her, I thought, “God knew I needed a longer rest so he blew the top off a mountain in Iceland?”
Read MoreCaptives
And so the chase went…upstairs, downstairs…to curtain rods and picture frames, and back to the ceiling fan. The cats thought I was on their team. They were wrong.
Read MoreThe Heartbeat of God
I’ve always had trouble with the “T” and “L” of Calvin's T.U.L.I.P. Does this make me a heretic?
Read MoreSacred Space and Holy Ground
The word “holy” is overused and has become meaningless in most situations. Batman’s sidekick Robin used “holy” in just about every imaginable expression: “Holy Smokes,” “Holy Guacamole,” and “Holy Molars.” I confess that I’ve let “holy cow” slip past my lips too many times to count.
Read MoreSabbath Pause
One of my favorite texts from the bible is a song about time – it was popular long before the Byrds made it famous in the 60s.
Read MoreSpeaking Clearly
I have often wished that God would provide a great, neon sign, pointing in the direction I should go...
Read MoreOn the Fence
I am glad that there are people in the world who can build skyscrapers. I am an admirer of such people. And not just builders of buildings, but also people who change the world with big ideas — big thinkers who have vision and the ability to see the future.
Read MoreBlackburnian Surprise
I was close enough to see the whites of his eyes, if he had them.
Read MoreUncivilized Worship
I need time away from the church...not from God. I’ll worship in the wilds of the woods.
Read MoreCreation by Evolution
Lately my thoughts have been less heavenly-minded and more creation-bound. This has led me to consider evolution more thoroughly. In a blog that’s ostensibly about birding and theology, it just figures I would have to go there eventually.
Read MoreUnopened Gifts
When I was a little girl, I’d ask my mother for a hint about what I was getting for Christmas and without fail she would say, “It’s a silver waddle waddle with a golden nixle.” Every time.
Read MoreLeaving the Sanctuary
Though it only took six weeks, my impending departure dragged on — feeling more like a trans-Atlantic cruise ship that takes forever to pull away from the pier while family and friends wave goodbye and throw streamers from the shore.
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